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That’s me, bitch-slapping 2011 to the curb where, if there is a God, it will be run over by an endless herd of confused, pissed-off, incontinent,
That’s me, bitch-slapping 2011 to the curb where, if there is a God, it will be run over by an endless herd of confused, pissed-off, incontinent,
I’m sorry I haven’t been around lately. I’ve been busy having an emotional breakdown or two. Or thirty. God, those things are exhausting. But I
Breakfast in bed … my favorite oatmeal, made just the way I like it. Served around 9:00 a.m. And it was even warm. A handmade
It’s Mother’s Day! The one day out of the year when my husband and my kids are bound by law to celebrate my stretch marks.
… Easter Sunday, a day that holds little significance for me as I am not particularly religious. However, I am married to a good Catholic