Last March, I was at the grocery store with my then-2 year-old daughter, and she started to get whiny. So I did what any other parent with questionable judgment would do: I headed straight to the bakery section. See, at our grocery store, the bakery is run by nice little old ladies who give out free cookies to all the kids who pass through there. Catie, my daughter, learned this at an early age, and she now expects...
About 7 or so years ago my dear husband (boyfriend at the time) was sent on his first deployment since we had started dating. I was invited by one of our closest friends to come over and hang out at his house. He was having a party…or so he said.
When I got there, I found out that it was one of *those* parties. With lingerie. And massive dildos. And vibrators. And sexy good time fun. And both men...
Sure, I know CS Lewis wrote some crap about the division of the church and BLAHBLADYBLAH. But that wasn’t about ME.
And people? IT IS ALWAYS ABOUT ME.
I’ve recently become part of a divorced couple. Not with Mr. Flinger, no no, we’ll kill each other before we try to split our assets, both of them, but with a group friend. It was a somewhat dysfunctional family, sure, with her and I as the two on...
There are very few things about growing old(er) that can be counted as cool and groovy. Like the senior special at IHOP, which for anyone over 55 (me!), you buy one entree and two drinks and you get another entree for FREE!!!!
Mostly, though, the aging process sucks rocks. Big giant boulders, in fact.
Including the parts where, although menopause has brought me the cessation of that monthly visit from Aunt Flo, that...
Are you spending time worrying about what gift to get your lover for Valentine’s Day? Please, ladies, do not stress this one.
I have the perfect gift idea for you, and it requires very little effort. That’s how we like it, right? (At least us crackers/lazy douches, that is.)
All you need is a bow. Not even a new one, either. Just grab a leftover one from Christmas, or something. In fact,...