Lisa Vollrath

In which, at last, I obtain the paperwork to send the beast back.

A message from a very unhappy customer.

It’s a new year. Who has time for that old stuff?

This is your annual performance review.

No, you don’t have to pay to read this post.

Today’s artwork is a set of altered book pages. Hey. Remember altered books? I actually had someone comment on this earlier in the week. He…

You’re singing that song now, aren’t you? You’re welcome.

The last photo you’ll see of my scarred belly, for which we’re all thankful.

In which we say the last rights over my HVAC system.

Treading that fine line between social interaction, and tidal wave of crazy.

A message to all the jerks who don’t say thank you.

A little cleaning and fluffing here and there.

Some thoughts on my relationship with being The Mom.