http://touchedbymadness.net Delusions of grandeur from the girl next door Sat, 08 Nov 2008 16:27:40 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en My fortune cookie fortune: "You and your wife will have a happy life together." http://touchedbymadness.net/2008/11/08/thats-what-ive-been-doing-wrong/ Because the Captain is preoccupied with administrative work for the Army most weekends, I'm left to amuse myself. Easier said than done. Sometimes I read (until I run out of new books). Sometimes I blog (unless I'm in a funk like I have been lately). And sometimes I watch a DVD (because, ... http://touchedbymadness.net/2008/11/01/me-love-cookies/ Why do you blog? I ask myself this question every now and then. The answer varies. I've blogged because I thought it would be cool to try. I've blogged to encourage myself to hone my writing skills. I've blogged solely to amuse my readers. I've blogged to get "discovered." I've blogged because ... http://touchedbymadness.net/2008/10/29/purpose/ Last night the Captain watched Platoon. This morning I woke up with a wicked headache. As a person acutely aware of how much time my beloved is kept away from me, I've noticed that in recent months battle assemblies have grown longer, sometimes starting on Fridays, and generally require "being in the ... http://touchedbymadness.net/2008/10/28/hooah/ I hate Halloween. This declaration seems to shock people. They stare at me wide-eyed, their mouths agape, and eventually sputter out some version of, "But . . . why?" I'm going to go out on a limb here, but I think spending the vast majority of my childhood Halloweens in a darkened ... http://touchedbymadness.net/2008/10/26/something-wicked-this-way-comes/ . . . When I was a kid I used to truly believe that I was special. That I was destined for something amazing and beyond the scope of normal, mundane lives. I didn't know what it was, but I was sure it would be spectacular. Then I grew up ... http://touchedbymadness.net/2008/10/22/things-i-may-have-emailed-a-friend-while-bored/ I will be twenty-eight years old next month. I have been living with the Captain for a year. We have been dating for nearly four years. Three women who sit in my corner of the building at work have gotten married in the last year and a half. Two of the three other women ... http://touchedbymadness.net/2008/10/11/nag/ "Stacey, they keep you busier than a one-armed paper hanger around here." Yes. Yes, they do. http://touchedbymadness.net/2008/10/09/occupied/ I was awakened at 4:45 this morning when the Captain suddenly decided to spoon me and squeeze the life out of me. "Hey. Are you snuggling me because you love me or because you're cold?" I asked sleepily. "Because I'm cold." [long silence] ". . . But I do love you." http://touchedbymadness.net/2008/09/24/love-is/ "So in the amount of time it took me to put on my makeup this morning (all of ten minutes), the cats somehow managed to unroll, shred, and eat a significant length of toilet paper. Right behind me. Without me noticing. You may want to rethink considering me for future ... http://touchedbymadness.net/2008/09/23/but-i-do-dishes/