ABOUT ME

About me: I'm 40 and added another gherkin to our pickle party of a family. My husband Chuck, our 8-year-old Junior, our 5-year-old Everett, our baby and I live in a town in Connecticut I affectionately call Mulletville Lite (aka my childhood hometown). My friends call me Nutjob, and they're right. In my husband's spare time he dresses up as a Viking and chases ghosts (and I'm the nutjob?). When I'm not busy working as a graphic designer, I lie in a ball in the corner.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

I wouldn't even go for free booze

Hmmm, I'm going to file this under "Things I do not—under any circumstances—want to do after spending a week without power, refrigeration and hot water":



As I wrote before, thanks to Hurricane Irene I'm all set with the colonial era.

I have a few more things to say about my kids' pediatrician but for now it'll have to wait. The picture of that woman making candles "the old fashioned way" is giving me a serious case of the twitches.

6 comments:

Pricilla said...

You can come here and learn how to milk a goat....

Small Town Mommy said...

I experienced 5 days of colonial day. Stick a fork in me, I'm done. I don't even like camping.

Working Mommy said...

ok...i looked at the post and almost thought it said heroin (and i haven't even been drinking)...silly google reader

wm

Sparkling said...

I definitely think of you now when i think of pioneers.

Lisa said...

ha ha ha! I was reading your blog on my iPhone and thought it said 'Colonic'! I was at a wedding and I was imbibing and for at least 24hrs, thought you were having irrigation days!

Frogs in my formula said...

Heroin and colonics? What do you guys think I do in my spare time anyway?!