I think I'm doing Irish wrong. As my post on Bluntmoms today will explain, I never was very good at following Irish or St. Patrick's Day traditions. Largely because I had no idea … [Read more...]
Saturday but Almost Sunday
It's been a rough week around the house with behaviours, med changes, and just some yucky life crap that I can't get into. So what I really needed to happen was this:The photo really doesn't do … [Read more...]
Don’t Live Under the Deck
Yesterday I posted on Facebook that it sounded like a yeti and a manatee were mating under my deck. I could hear great thrashing about while I was folding the laundry. Really it was more … [Read more...]
Luck of the Irish
I can trace more than half of my family history back to Ireland. I went to Catholic school. I've kissed the Blarney Stone. I have pale skin with freckles, a natural reddish tinge to … [Read more...]
Camping Truths
We went camping last week, and I learned some things. None of those things were how to build a fire, or survival skills of any kind, so I won't be earning any badges. Unless there is a … [Read more...]
A Toad in my House and a Skunk on my Shoulder
The past 24 hours have been truly terrifying. I'm not sure if I am ready to talk about it yet without a fully licensed therapist in the room. Or a large carton of ice cream.I don't feel … [Read more...]
RIP Kiddie Pool
I told you the raccoons here are badass. Look what one did to our pool one night this weekend. Please help me cling to the belief that it was a raccoon and not a knife-wielding escaped … [Read more...]
Don’t Lick the What?
I thought I would take a minute to explain why I named my blog Don't Lick the Deck. I thought you might be wondering. And I need to calm the heck down after using my new steam mop that my … [Read more...]
