I am all about gratitude. Every morning after I wake, I whisper “thank you” three times for getting the chance to live another day. Yeah, probably should’ve mentioned that one to my hubby; the first couple of times I started doing that, he thought I was possessed. I feel very fortunate. Every day, I reflect on three things … More Grateful This day is THROUGH
Isn’t that the truth? Last Sunday, I had the pleasure of spending my day with some amazing people, celebrating one of my high school friend’s 40th birthday. It was a blissfully buzzed day, and I truly enjoyed myself, reminiscing about the days of past. After arriving home that evening, the laughs continued while we caught up with my … More Religion, viCARIously Speaking – Part 2
Let’s play a game… I will give you several clues, and you tell me who slipped the girl the date rape drug. Sounds fun, huh? **Clue #1 – The girl went out to grab some beers, with her male cousin and his girlfriend.** **Clue #2 – The three went to a very respectable bar, known … More A Game of Roofies
Do you know when you have one person going into the restroom at the same time another person is leaving, both exerting the same amount of force to open the door, but it not being enough power to hint that there is someone on the other side of the door, causing both parties involved to … More Latex Gloves
I would like to begin this post by saying that I am not, I repeat, I am not one of those full-of-herself girls that is birthday-obsessed. You know the one. Her day is her day and should be treated as such. She has to give you reminders for weeks prior to her birthday… “Hey, my birthday is … More Worst. Birthday. Ever.
I haven’t touched on anything personal over the past couple of months, but am slowly warming up to the idea of writing again. To be honest, the break was nice. With the way my mind works, however, having a creative outlet is a must. I can’t promise weekly blog posts from here on out. I … More The Whip and Zucchini Chips
I’ve been in a bit of a writing funk lately. The thing is, unlike most writing funks, I know exactly why I can’t produce. Some members of my husband’s family are currently dealing with some pretty scary shit, which is drudging up a lot of painful memories of my own. This is as far as I … More Funky Writing
One of my favorite blogs to read, My Friday Blog, recently had a Forward to the Past post that included a ‘Grown-Up Survey’. Truth is, I secretly miss those random quizzes too. The ones that let you mentally step away from your norm during the day, or wind down at night. The ones that let … More Step Right Up and Take the Grown-Up Quiz!!
I guess I should first explain what a “bean” is, so you thoroughly understand what a “bean-ache” is. Between my husband’s prior service in the Marine Corps and my mama’s Creole heritage, our family has a language all of our own. Ink sticks, are pens. Calling one of the kids “booby” or “little willy” is … More Bean-ache Begone!
My stomach is tied in knots. My vision is blurred. I feel like my heart is going to beat right out of my chest. What is ailing me, you ask? Am I in love? I can’t sleep. Let me rephrase that…. I haven’t slept in almost four years. I toss and turn to fall asleep, … More Oh, Sleep? Where Art Thou?