So, it’s that time of year, people. It’s January, things are feeling fresh and new. You’ve thrown out all your bad habits like smoking and drinking to excess and being a selfish whorebag. You’re entering the year with such high hopes, like 2010 is a brand new baby and just look at it, so full of possibility, so clean and cute. Later it will shit and puke all over you, throw tantrums in the middle of the cat toy aisle at Target, call you a bitch, …

We have new neighbors, which is exciting because our old neighbors did not really care much for us, especially after I cut down that little tree that time even though it was ugly and dying and stupid.
It is amazing how things change when someone who lives above you, and with whom you have some very negative energy, goes away. Things feel lighter, happier, more peaceful and zen. Janie and I only said the word “bitch” twice this weekend and both time she didn’t really mean it, I keep …

I have a new hobby.  It’s called Drinkin’.
A few days ago I was sitting at work and I had a craving for booze.  This is notable because I don’t usually drink unless Janie is diagnosed with a horrible disease or our friend Carrie updates her Facebook status with another cryptic message about feelings.
When I do decide to have a little something, it’s usually in the form of the sweetest champagne or wine you can find – something so sweet that children would mistake it for juice.  Delicious, delicious juice.  My …

I’ve had a restful day today. In fact, I got out of bed this afternoon and made some macaroni and cheese for lunch. It was exhausting, but delicious!
Later this week I’m going to leave the house and test my energy and strength by going to Target. If I spend more money than I planned and/or should, then I consider myself recovered!
I’m hoping to resume better, more substantive posting later this week. Thanks for hanging in there.

Janie has long talked about how much she loves potato leek soup, but I had never made it before and neither had she.  I always thought it would be a long, labor intensive ordeal and I never made the effort to see if I was right.  I’m pretty lazy that way, I guess.
While we were at the fair last weekend we happened upon a booth selling gluten-free soups and dips.  Janie tried their potato soup and thought it was good enough to buy, so we picked up a package to …