So, do you have those moments where it just seems very hard to focus on your own stuff, especially the hard stuff, especially the shameful yuck?

Yeah, me too.

Do you wish you had a free, relatively easy and painless way to handle the yuck?

Yeah?

Well, step right up. Don’t be shy. Have I got the deal for you…It’s called your imaginary therapist and you already own it!

Dear Portland, Oregon-
My cat is missing. We last saw her on Saturday evening.
She is a small, cute calico who is very friendly to people.
I’m intuiting that she’s still alive. Actually, it seems like she’s in somebody’s house.
Can you keep an eye out for her?
especially if you live on the West Side?

And, if you are so inclined, feel like printing out a poster and hanging it in your local coffee shop?
Find Bootsy Flier

Bootsy Update
Bootsy is up the hill at a neighbor’s house. She’s found herself a job to do helping …

Brave squirrels rock my world. They are awesome.

How did they get that way?

And are Portland Hipsters a bad influence on the wildlife?

So, in the car on the way to school today, I mentioned to my tweener, Ike, that we would be stopping at the Humdinger for a milkshake after his haircut, but before family pictures.
Can I just say that I feel a little guilty that my kids had to reach ages 22, 19 and 12 before we did family pictures?  Can I also say that our first family Christmas card is going out this year and I will be 41 when it hits your mailbox?
I am domestically delayed.

Except for my ability …

The weirdo box.
The not-the-same-color-as-me box.
The socio-economic box.
Boom! Get outta that box.