New Post, Who Dis?

as we can all well see, it's been a grip since this blog was a regular thing. but because i want to give you something to look forward to, gentle reader, i shall be wielding my virtual pen and giving you something to curb the boredom and fear from the covid-19 pandemic:

that said, a lot has changed over the years. for one thing cabana baby has become cabana big boy:

another thing is that cabana big boy has a giant "little" brother named cabana baby clone:

but most importantly, television has gotten really good. so in acknowledgement of these significant life changes, i'll be making some blogging changes, as well.

i will no longer be categorizing things as good and bad luck. you'll need to decide in what category something fits yourself. (hint: everything is terrible, probably forever.)

and that's apparently it because i'm already bored.

i believe in you, you can do it.

1.5 years later....3 years after that

this post was created 3 years ago but never published. it was so accurate still that i've decided to publish it as is (with the exception of this note). you're welcome....



remember me?

remember when this blog was a thing?

remember when that was a year and a half ago?

yeah. i know. and the thing is, i wasn't even out of material, i had a few posts started:

but i just...didn't do it. and the longer i didn't do it, the harder it became to try to do it:

and then it hit me. or, more accurately, she hit me:

that's right! sister mara single-handedly is responsible for the return of this blog. good luck? bad luck? who can say? but here we are!

will it take? won't it? will they? won't they? we'll just see. we'll take the leap and just....see:

cool? cool. 

Big Bed, the Grown-up Years

we finally got a new bed, which is so big i barely even know if cabana man is in it with me:

unfortunately, i ripped it when unpacking it:

luckily, casper is cool enough to help me with that problem:

yay!!!

Roach motel

this was a luck so horrifying that it took me months to report it:

here goes....

it was a dark and...normal night:

cabana baby woke me up, demanding sustenance:

so i went to fix him a bottle. and that's when i saw it...


...the world's biggest mother flippin' cockroach:

and he. was. PISSED that i crashed what i can only imagine was his own personal speakeasy:

anyway, i got cabana man involved, but the critter was so quick! we couldn't get him. it was TRAGIC. but there's a little good to it, as well... kenzie's proclivity toward eating all of the things finally came in handy:

Ok, Cupid!

i've been feeling sorta bummed about my lack of fame lately. but then i got an obviously clairvoyant email telling me that greater happiness was just around the corner:

i'm so excited! i'm going to be so much happier! AND meet new awesome people*:

i thought things couldn't get better, but then i got this super personal email:

i can meet cool men AND asian beauties? my happiness scale is about to get higher than okcupid could ever imagine. 

we did it?!

*given the facts outlined in these emails, i'm sure cabana man will understand....

Mystery Post

bonus post! i need help figuring out how to categorize this one....

today, i really had to pee, but i was SO TIRED that when i went to sit down, i panicked and couldn't figure out if i was properly aligned over the toilet:

causing me to readjust at the last minute and nearly fall on the floor:

in the end, it all worked out (good luck, i guess?), but the fact that this happened at all is highly suspect (bad luck??).

thoughts?

I'm Lovin' It!

i've come out of hiding for this very important psa: mcdonald's is now serving breakfast all day!

huzzah!!!