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There are a metric ton of blog posts here (I know because I’ve weighed them),
but if you want the Cliff’s Notes version, check this out!
Kids Say — and, It Turns Out, BELIEVE — the Damnedest Things (and yes, that’s how you spell ‘damnedest.’ Trust me. I looked it up. I see that questioning look. Stop it.)
My daughter is a force of nature: whip smart, nurturing and kind, an old soul, beautiful to boot. And sassy. Head strong. Perhaps a little stubborn. But there are times when I shake my head in wonderment at the naïve words that issue forth from her silly yet...
Top 5 Bizarre Valentine’s Day Gift Ideas for the Cynical, Bitter and Jaded (Plus a Perky Giveaway!)
Here we go: I’m bracing myself for the onslaught of hate email calling me out for being all bitter and jaded and whatnot...but there is a plain and simple truth I must share on this most glorious of puke-inspiring love-infested days. I fucking hate Valentine’s Day....
What’s Your Divorce Name?
You’ve all seen 'em before: The “What’s Your (fill-in-the-blank) Name” games that make their rounds on Facebook and throughout the vast social media-sphere (media-verse? media-laxy?). And really, they’re annoying. If by "annoying" I mean "addictive." For example,...
I am Such a Dick. (…and Other Eloquent Musings from my Award Show Acceptance Speech…)
Here we are: The beginning of awards season. People’s Choice last night, Golden Globes this weekend, and then it’s onto the Oscars. Yet I haven’t even expressed gratitude for the shiny new awards lining my own virtual shelves. I can’t even begin to tell you all how...
Oh Oh Oh…Merry Christmas!* (A Pictorial Retrospective)
Here's an honest-to-God postito, friends ... just to check in and share some pix that made me smile. I have to say, I don't think I've ever laughed so much in my life as I have this holiday season. And the truly odd part: I wasn't even supposed to have my children...
Jesus is My Trash Man: A Christmas Allegory
These are my children. Or rather, these were my children…about eight years ago. I share this picture for a few reasons: Because it makes me smile. Every time. And for those of you with children, I figure it might just bring you back to the ages of 6 months and 3,...
Making a List. Checking it Twice. Gonna Find Out Whom I’d Like to Poison with Cyanide-Laced Egg Nog…
(That is the original title of the song, after all. Trust me. Before it was cleaned up and made all PC, that is.) So as long as I’m on a holiday-themed rant... Not that my previous post was necessarily a rant. But it did highlight some of the less-than-savory...
Things That Make You Go…Huh? Wha? Seriously? (Christmas edition)
It never ceases to amaze me, the ideas that get through marketing departments these days... And I should know: I used to work in an advertising agency. And the chain of approvals that even a podunk local practically invisible small inconsequential highly targeted...
Shit My Car Stereo Says
People who know me know I have a very special relationship. With my car. I fucking love my car. My car crush probably began because it was so implausible — how I could negotiate an amazing deal for a car this impossibly hot (well, for a family sedan…) ON MY OWN was...
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