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Don’t look at me – I didn’t name the damn thing. We frequently amuse the hell out of the waitstaff at restaurants. When we’re …
Don’t look at me – I didn’t name the damn thing. We frequently amuse the hell out of the waitstaff at restaurants. When we’re …
There will be no Money in the Bank post today. My most sincere and abject apologies to Smart Mouth Broad…but did I mention we …
Today, we will drop Scooter off at the kennel for the weekend. Next, we will take The Young One to Cleveland and put him …
I have found over the last year that my wails of “I don’t know what to blog about!!” are mostly met with indifference; it’s …
The Young One happened to glance at the title of this post, and said: “Uh…no – there isn’t.” I will accept any and all …
O My Beloved! How I miss you When you’re away. For it takes a butter knife And five solid minutes Of cursing for me …
Beloved is out in Chicago for a few days at a housewares trade show, so this weekend it’s been just me and The Young …
I knew my bloggy friends weren’t going to let me off the hook when I posted seven things about me last week, and I …
Yesterday, our alarm went off at 4:15 a.m. We got up, got dressed, packed a lunch, made breakfast, saw that the proper bags were …
This week’s Spin Cycle assignment is “creative writing.” You have no idea how much I froze up when I read that. You see, I …