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Tales from the tabler household. Mmmmm raw bacon. Just needs a cardboard shovel and a nice chianti “I was at the grocery store tonight. I’d had chicken fingers for dinner, but that didn’t quite do the trick: felt kinda snackish, figured some cold cuts would about hit the spot. Looked at my options, wasn’t feelin’ the salami or the prosciutto, …

Nyuk nyuk nyuk

Tales from the tabler household. “Look daddy! Every time a bell rings a daughter accidentally nails her daddy in the nuts.” My husbands poor poor family jewels.. “I was sitting on the couch, the other day, while Vivian was playing in the living room. She ran up to me, between my knees, like she usually does when she’s getting ready …

This is the Project that wouldn’t end..

I decided one of my four black 2 x 6 expedits need a makeover. A facelift. A refresh. A cheap coating of “makeup” that will go better with my seaside meets modern meets turquoise explosion in my living room. Expedits are wonderful and very versatile furniture from IKEA. You can pretty much do anything with them, but they have a …

To Throw Up or Not To Throw Up.. That is the Question

“Please stop throwing up. Please with a cherry on top? Oh a cherry makes you want to puke. With “whatever-you-want” on top that will not make you puke. A pony. You can have a pony, jesus christ. I’ll make you a pony sundae, just please don’t throw up on.. me.. damn.” Me. Night before last with The Viking and into …

I am not trying to kill my hubby, I swear!

My husband is almost completely blind in the dark. I stand constantly in amazement when we contrast how different our vision is in the dark. I am not saying I have a superpower, but let’s just say if I was in a dark room with you. “I can see you!” Mwahaha. Conversely I have to constantly wear sunglasses because I …