Return of Madness

Oh. My. GAWD.

The Michigan men’s basketball team beat Wisconsin yesterday 71-56 to become the first-ever 8-seeded Big Ten tourney champions.

FIRST EVER.

Underdog amazeballs! (photo: Detroit Free Press)

And if that WEREN’T ENOUGH…

They did it after SURVIVING A F#@$ING PLANE CRASH. The WHOLE TEAM! The goddamn plane crashed while they were taking off for Washington D.C. to go play in said conference tourney. And they STILL went on to win it as the ultimate underdogs.  Continue reading

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Good Stuff

Here is a post of full of nothing but adorable photos of my dog…

     

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Siamese

It’s times like these, times when life just feels like a steaming pile of…

You know.

You know.

…that I really miss my sister.

We’re like the same person, and yet we are so totally not the same person! It’s crazy. I realize this more and more, the older I get:

No one gets me like my sister does.  Continue reading

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When It Rains, It Pours

One day, we’re going to look back and laugh at these days.

The fact that our two short years in the mountains have already been punctuated by (in this order) the final chapter of an epic drought, a catastrophic wildfire, an unprecedented tree mortality epidemic, and now…

A flood of biblical proportions?

Remember when we went camping at this spot?

Remember when we went camping at this spot?

Seriously, I want to laugh about this. I look damn forward to the day.  Continue reading

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Broken

In this year of ongoing, neverending, continuing self-realizations, today I had yet another one.

I realized that I have only two views of the world, and everything in it:

  1. Fixed
  2. Broken

I see everything – absolutely everything – through one of these two lenses. There is no in-between.

Things are either fixed, or they are broken.

The house is either fixed, or it is broken.

Relationships are either fixed, or broken.

The world is either fixed, or broken.

And things that are broken, must be fixed (which is probably why I’m constantly freaked out about the state of the world and living in the “end days”; I CANNOT FIX IT).

I’m like a Doozer, scrambling around rebuilding Fraggle Rock as the Fraggles gobble it down into chaos.

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