Hi, My Name is Sweetie and I’m a Hoarder
Currently I’m streaming this confession over the Internet because I’ve done the AA thing and I had to wait two hours before I could stand up before a crowd of strangers and tell them of […]
Currently I’m streaming this confession over the Internet because I’ve done the AA thing and I had to wait two hours before I could stand up before a crowd of strangers and tell them of […]
At long last, some good news in the headlines. Scientists think losing your marbles does not necessarily mean losing your musical edge. In short, when you’re old and gray and the best part of your […]
I just returned from taking my three eight-week-old miniature schnauzers to the vet for their first vaccinations. It was an illuminating experience. Everyone–and I mean everybody (even that obnoxious saluki of a female receptionist who […]
Once in a while I like to play God. It’s good for the ego, it’s an instant suicide deterrent and it’s easier than bridge. It’s also fun to think of myself as a combination Fairy […]
What’s with the weird baby names celebrities and nobodies are giving their kids lately? Are people pushing the envelope a little too much on creativity? Beyonce calls her infant Blue Ivy or Ivy Blue (I […]
By the time you’re drinking Miller Lite and wondering if there’s really 85 calories, you’ve probably figured out that life isn’t all it’s cracked up to be . Where were all those high school dates […]
NYMB…On Dogs Dog Treats Lost and Found by Janice Arenofsky Murphy’s Law—as it applies to dogs—decrees that mischievious things will only happen when Alpha Mom is on the phone, in the shower […]
I’m so weary of all this Presidential election poppycock that my brain needs a holiday. And what better holiday than daydreaming about how candidates Mitt and Obama would have interacted had they met in grade […]
Every time I breeze past a fabric shop at the mall or eyeball one of those gingham-garbed girls sauntering in front of the Mormon Church in their longish fairy-tale blue dresses, I think about seventh […]
He’s the cutest little thing, but he has to go. The “he” is a wild rabbit that lives in our suburban backyard. How do I know he’s a he? Well, he’s been here for over […]