I was outside planting flowers when my daughters informed me they were having a lemonade stand at the end of our driveway. Concerned that their proje . . .
I found a lump in my armpit. No. I have no idea why I was randomly touching my armpit; this part of the story is irrelevant. I made an appointment . . .
A few months ago, my mom purchased a pair of designer kittens. Even though I am really allergic to cats and the military previously inflicted torture . . .
I have recently learned my sister lives in the only house in all of Ireland that cannot obtain Internet service by “3 kilometers” (whatever the fuck t . . .
It has been one week since my sister and niece moved to Ireland. Even more upsetting? They legalized weed in Colorado the day before she left. It w . . .
On our first wedding anniversary I poured my heart and soul (although hollowed, I still have one. Bite me) into a card for Mike. I then waited with . . .
Last weekend, God once again ordered me to complete a three day community service stint at Disneyland as my penance for lighting fires and drowning ki . . .
Guess What? I have a life coach now and her name is Karen. She is going to teach me how to reach even bigger goals than just getting through the day . . .
Well, this month has been a giant shit storm of activity. Let’s begin with Grandpa Frank. For as long as I can remember he would laugh and say “The . . .
