The I'm not perfect club - She Laughs at the Days

I went to blogher and all I really got was a dominatrix for a friend.

Well, and I made friends with a gangster too. Actually, it was she who introduced me to Dead Cow Girl, the dominatrix. […]

Five years! More than 5 years! Five years I’ve been blogging and all that time I’ve held my tongue and refrained from […]

My husband is the kind of man who allows you to feel the full force of his displeasure by steadfastly not saying […]

I’m rolling out the pastry for great grandpa’s pie and thinking of the little time that is left and the choice between […]

So yesterday I was doing what I normally do at the end of the month, visiting the bank and then the RiteAid […]

While mommy and daddy are on a conference call… There was a time when I was certain that if I could only […]

I know I’m not the only woman who tries to keep to many plates spinning every single day. But lately there’s always […]

She was 19 when she drank a little too much and ended up going home with a guy she would never see […]

Sometimes blogging can be embarrassing. I write stuff, I put it up there, and then I move on and forget about it. […]

Sometimes it sinks me, how I miss it when it’s right in front of my face. I trade task for person again […]