In my house whenever I say, “I need to do the laundry” my hubby jumps up and down screaming, “I’m the laundry”. Unlike most people I know I like doing the laundry, the one where I actually clean our clothes, and even my husband’s version that messes up my sheets. Ideally I don’t see a…
This Drink Is On Me
Gratitude…freshly brewed in a paper cup
One day is all it took to change my life forever. If you’re like me, you read that in Don LaFontaine’s voice. Did I lose you with that reference? Basically, if you’ve ever seen a movie trailer in your life then you have heard his voice. He was the “In A World…” guy who narrated…
Finding comfort at the end of a sentence
Growing up, my family all went on a yearly vacation. My parents hated the beach, Disney World was too immature for them and a “European trip would be wasted on children”. Needless to say, for 3 kids that left our options somewhere between The National Mustard Museum in Wisconsin (yes, it’s real) and somewhere in…
I’m Not Being Pushy, I Just Love my Tushy
So, if you’re like me you are a huge Samuel L. Jackson fan. In virtually every movie he’s in it’s Mother Fuckin’ this and Mother Fuckin’ that, a man after my own filthy heart. From Avengers to Zambezia he’s brought his own unique style to every movie he’s been in. And today my dedicated readers,…
All Yoga Mats are Created Equal is A Bit of a Stretch
Before I actually met my husband in person, we emailed and spoke on the phone a few times. We are a match.com success story if you can believe it. My profile picture was blurry (strike one), I told him I had a personal trainer (apparently that was strike two as he said that’s what girls…
I’m A Solar High-Roller
It’s not often that I quote movies…ok, that’s bullshit. Seriously it’s like every day. Surely you can’t be serious, you might ask. I am serious…and don’t call me Shirley. One of my faves was Pretty Woman. A love story about a sexually philanthropic woman, a corporate vulture who pays for sex and Hector Elizondo. It…
The Top 5…How’s my mascara? – Unsponsored Review
My daughter is 10 years old going on 16 and loves playing make-up. Not just on special occasions. I catch her putting it on in the morning to go to school. Since I think she’s WAY too young, she often goes to my mom’s house and uses her drug store, old school shit filled with…