We’ve always differentiated between being busy – which isn’t neccesarily bad – your days are full, you have lots to do, you’re not bored – and stupid busy – which IS bad. Too much to do, you forget stuff, you miss stuff, you get cranky. And stupid. I have been stupid busy for the last [...]
To coincide with my baby brother’s 54th birthday, I cooked a brunch yesterday. There was a good crowd, 20 people, including a three-generations group celebrating mom/grandma’s birthday. I’d love to stick around, but gotta go fold all the napkins, before they get too wrinkled lying in the bottom of the dryer.
Last week, in addition to my brother’s weekly post about the hijinks (in their own words “Bikes, beer can baseball with a U lock, random nutsacking, free beer, another perfect night.”) he and his bike gang get up to every Thursday night, my brother wrote about FHR – the Fucking Hills Race, a Sunday afternoon, [...]
