I'm not sure what the statistics are about vehicle ownership and usage.  I work downtown but I live in the suburbs. Oh, god.  iPhone.  What did I do before...

I found this on my old, decrepit desktop mac.  This was... three years ago?  Four?  Eighteen?  Ain't recent. ...

I had all of these plans. Ride pony. Take photos at the Humane Society. Maybe sneak in some Christmas shopping alone time. And then, driving home last night,...

So, I completely lack any sort of ambition to write anything worthwhile.  In fact, I haven't a damn thing to report. In that spirit, here's a survey that...

What is it about the holidays that sends the masses into a funk?  All I want to do is curl up on the couch with a good book...

I've been vacillating on how exactly I wanted to do this recap post.  Day by day or activity by activity? Okay, so this is what I'll do, things...

Think, for a moment, how the various gaits feel. The walk: relaxed harmony, beat by individual beat. The trot: forward marching, working in unison. The canter: hints of...

I figured that there must be a few people reading my blog who might be bored with family time or whatever. So, here's something that I've been working...

I don't have much to share, so I pulled this post from the draft pile and thought I'd give y'all a bit of history. Fair warning:  some of...

That seemed to be the theme for the weekend. Friday, I actually did get off of work early enough to get in about a twenty-ish minute ride.  It...

As I was getting ready for bed last night, I checked the hourly weather for today.  I made an executive decision that I would not be attempting to...

There's something about being the only woman in the iron-pumping section of the gym that both enthralls and infuriates me. I had a few sequential thoughts about it: Sausage...

This was too weird to not share: ...

I say "delude" because the feeling this morning, as I sat atop the wonder horse of the century, was not that I was riding in our normal pasture;...

This fake Tuesday/Monday thing sucks. Let's review, because I'm too frazzled to write much: Kittens. The monsters.. Are ours.  Officially.  Creepily.  I mean, lovingly. Tattoos. Gotten. Archie. Has...