The alarm went off again this morning. It’s not loud enough to wake you up immediately. Your brain just starts being overloaded by the constant repetition. We kept earplugs by the bed, but the pillow over my bad ear worked again for me, and I think Berck was too out of it to care, though…
Our upstairs neighbor isn’t around much. I think she spends most nights at her boyfriend’s place, coming back now and then to feed her cat (we’ve seen lurking in the window). This is good for a couple of reasons. On weekends especially, we tend to lose track of time and have the stereo up loud…
I had moose for the first time last night. Moose don’t live in Oklahoma. But pilots (and would-be pilots, like my husband) do. One of the flight instructors Berck’s flown with offered him a moose roast, so Berck offered to invite him over for pizza if he brought it. That was last Friday. This Thursday,…
Berck does most of the cooking in our household. It’s not that I’m a bad cook; I’m actually quite good at it. But Berck is better. And he’s around to cook, and I don’t get home till the evening, so it works out. But that’s not to say I don’t cook at all. Other than…