Neurotic Owl

flapping vaguely downward through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Author Archives: naralesser

MUST CLEAN MOAR.

Ugh, you guys.  So last week I had family visiting town from Wednesday to Saturday (yay! {but also eek!  time consuming!}) and also had to empty out and scrub the … Continue reading

August 27, 2014 · Leave a comment

Lucy!!!!! No, the other one.

Because I wants to see Lucy the action movie, but I think it’s best I do so in private, where my loud groans every time someone says, “ten percent of … Continue reading

August 26, 2014 · Leave a comment

Today will have to be a brave day.

So, full disclosure, the amazing leggings I got were free, because my awesome friend Katie of Lineage Wear needed plus size brand ambassadors (basically, pictures of my big butt wearing … Continue reading

August 22, 2014 · Leave a comment

I thiiiink his proportions don’t quite work for this.

August 21, 2014 · Leave a comment

Because costumes for the playground are just what we do.

Not entirely coincidentally, I just finished a Susan Vreeland book about Renoir and his models during the time that he was painting ‘Le Dejeuner des Canotiers’, but now I want … Continue reading

August 20, 2014 · Leave a comment

Never go in against an eight-year-old when flowers are on the line.

Or a Sicilian when death is.  Vizzini might not take you down, but Sophia totally will. She’s killed before. Since I seem to be on a wedding kick, I remembered … Continue reading

August 19, 2014 · Leave a comment

Congratulations, Siky Butch & the Wife!

This is a very specific cartoon for two very awesome ladies who got married Saturday, so apologies if it doesn’t mean much to anybody else.  Cute, though, yeah?

August 18, 2014 · Leave a comment

Which is why there are big red scratches on my cleavage right now.

My Charlie cat is sweet and lovable and charming and clumsy as all hell.  He never scratches me on purpose, but he loves being on my lap or my shoulder, … Continue reading

August 15, 2014 · Leave a comment

Seriously, don’t mess with this bridesmaid.

I was reminded of this story the other night — a while back, I was a bridesmaid in my friend L’s wedding, and I have this tendency when my friends … Continue reading

August 14, 2014 · 4 Comments

If I were in charge of a country or principality or dark empire or whatever, I would want a throne made of pillows.

Pointy thrones made of swords may make you look badass, but the effect will be negated somewhat when you have to sit on one of those inflatable rubber donut dealies.  … Continue reading

August 13, 2014 · Leave a comment