Down and Dirty Mothering
Yesterday, after work, I had to brave the grocery store to get last-minute Valentine’s Day supplies for my kids. I wanted to get a surprise gift for my boyfriend, as well, but nothing at Kroger looked … Read the rest!
Rainy Saturday
I feel virtuous this morning because I started on my taxes. Mostly, that means I skipped through TurboTax steps while making notes of information I need to find in the pile of papers on and in my file … Read the rest!
Christmas Gift Expectations and Inadequacy
I have this friend. Let’s call her Trudy. (Trudy, you’re going to know I’m talking about you when you read this. But no one else will know unless you tell them. Don’t be sad. I … Read the rest!
Manufactured Drama, Part 1
I never do the Black Friday thing because I hate crowds, especially crowds of grasping, mannerless conformists. Not that I’m saying everyone who shopped Friday was that. But I think you know what I mean.
However, … Read the rest!
Disappointment, thy name is Benassi.
Very quickly, let me tell you. Semi-recently, we went to see Benny Benassi at a club. I was the one who wanted to go most. You don’t know who he is? Okay – you know … Read the rest!
Scene-Setting
Today I accidentally dressed like Alice in Wonderland. I put on a pleated skirt to minimize ironing time, then added tights to keep from having to shave my legs, then the flat Mary Janes that that hurt my corn … Read the rest!
Thank the Baby Jesus
So, last night at 2 AM I made a decision that removed approximately thirty-seven kilograms of weight from my shoulders. Namely? I decided not to buy a house. Not this year, at any rate. Next year, … Read the rest!
Star Struck Dumb
Let’s say you’re exiting a cafe with your friend at the end of your lunch hour, crossing a parking lot to get to your vehicle and head back to work. Let’s say, then, that you turn and … Read the rest!
I Suspected the People Downstairs Were Drug Dealers
But now I suspect it for sure.
My only evidence, before, was that they partied all night and slept all day, and fill their hedges with cigarette butts and Jack Daniels … Read the rest!
How to Survive White Trash Hell on New Year’s Eve
an illustrated story by Gwen
When Tad told me that the gang wanted to attend a New Year’s Eve event sponsored by a particular local radio station, I was skeptical.… Read the rest!
