Mother’s Day has never been my favorite holiday, for various reasons. Its just been a blah day, especially since my mom passed and I’ve had a series of “partners” who just don’t get my need for something to make those days slightly special. I don’t mean gifts. I can buy my own cack. I’m really [...]
Spectacular Me wants to carry around big, pink, puffy heart stickers, or something like that.
Durrah brings us Carolena, and a reason to change our perspective.
Melia hates waiting.
Bad, naughty MJ.
One more revision, then beer.
I’ll take door no. 3.
Betty Bop and I went out to shoot pool last night.
No sooner did we head to our table when Patches (I didn’t even have to blog-name him, its on his license) was all over me.
Patches, 28, who said I was 41 and that all the other bitches in the joint were bitches, but he liked [...]
I got naked. Not like “strip poker naked” from my college days, but naked enough to manage to put on a blanket sleeper.
“I KNOW A COUPLE OF LESBIANS WHO WILL TOTALLY KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH YOUR USED RABBIT!” she squeals.
I am home. I have recuperated from the trip (I think) and I’m back to business. So far, I’ve gotten all the kiddos to school, got my yoga on, showered and consumed a green smoothie. Oh, and I may have gotten “the eye” from a mom at the preschool. We were wearing matching purple bandanas [...]
No, I’m not, but yes, I am. I’m all up in Jersey’s grill today, with 3 of the 4 kidlets. We hit the pool, a really interesting Chinese buffet next to a liquor store that I did NOT go into, thinking that I could just grab a beer at the gas station on the way [...]
The sober “me” knows that I’m no Karen, but she’s also cowering in the corner, really hoping for one night that doesn’t require a tab… well, sort of… she’s pretty conflicted, really.
