I’m not entirely sure how to sum up the last seven days of my life. It feels a bit like teleporting. At least, it feels like I’d imagine teleporting would feel. You know, you start in one place and then you feel yourself get all split apart and then all of a sudden you’re in an entirely NEW and different place but are all together. The latest, newest and biggest news is that the Gloeges have gone all “I Can’t Believe We’re Not Vegan”. And by that I mean that we’re not vegan in that we are not going to swear off meat forever. I’m sorry but I need the real deal at Thanksgiving. Tofurkey is not going to cut it. And I’d rather give up anything else in the universe food-wise except sushi. So there may be an occasional noshing of the raw fish. But otherwise, we have given up meat, dairy, raw sugar and white, processed foods. How and why we decided to do this is a whole ‘nother post – and one that may be posted over where my new project (TBA soon!) lives, but suffice it to say that we, as a family, have never eaten or pooped so well. And that’s all I’m saying about that. You can thank me later.
Ode to my cat who chews cords
February 26th, 2010 | by Jeri | published in Life
Mimir goes by many names – Meer, Meemsy, Pooh Bear, Tiger Cat. And then there is my personal favorite – Mimir Damnit – which is probably the name the cat is called more than any of the others. Granted, in the past, calling the cat “Damnit” has gotten me in trouble. Who can ever forget [...]
Living in sin…
February 22nd, 2010 | by Jeri | published in Life
As many of you know, Jason and I have lived together, post-divorce, since November of 2006. Drue and I moved from the Research Triangle Park are of North Carolina to the Fairfax area near Washington DC. Why we moved is a post in and unto itself, so we’ll leave it for another time. Suffice it to say that we moved and he moved and somehow, thanks to the financial reality of NoVA aka being ridiculously overpriced in everything, we ended up living together. And living together is not something we do really well. Which is why we got a divorce in the first place. But we made the most of a difficult situation and are looking forward to the day when we no longer live together. Like by this summer. Sorry. I had to go throw a small party for us for a second there. But again, I deviate from the topic at hand and in my brain and it is DYING to get out! So shall I continue? Yes, I think I shall…
Overwhelming randomness…
January 27th, 2010 | by Jeri | published in Uncategorized
The other day, Jason whined that my posts on Lifeinflux are not as random and fun as my posts used to be when I was on Livejournal. He said that random and fun were the reasons people read as opposed to, you know, my insightful observations and words of profound wisdom. Mom, stop chuckling. I HEAR YOU. I reminded Jason that sharing crap in my head frequently scares people off. Jason’s reply was “but I love peanut cookies” which means that in Jason’s opinion scaring people off is fun and random… and that I was holding our mega jar of Peter Pan peanut butter in my hands. A = B = C, right? And yes, I meant to type HANDS. We buy our peanut butter in volume at Costco. Deal. So, in honor of Jason’s request, and because today I do NOT have time to bake him peanut cookies, I will share the random crap that popped into my head between the hours of 2 AM and right now. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
A very merry un-aversary
November 13th, 2009 | by Jeri | published in Life
Eleven years ago, Jason and I got hitched for better or worse in the Hillsborough courthouse in front of a jail cell by one Mr. Cleatus A. Marmaduke III. He had bug eyes and a blue and white polyester suit and moved and talked like he existed in a vat of molasses (pronounced MOE-lasses for you uninitiated). One of our witnesses made the comment that the setting and the justice of the peace looked like something out of a bad Southern movie you’d find on Lifetime. I was roughly three months pregnant and our latest prenatal tests had come back iffy. Jason had better health insurance and we had a big church wedding on the horizon, something I absolutely did not want, so the JOP ceremony gave me the wedding I desired and took care of the health insurance issues in one fell swoop.
