Stuff that happens in my life.
Sometimes the craziest decisions turn out to be the right ones. Especially when those decisions include tequila. Last summer, when we decided we were ready to get on the track to start a family, we knew it wasn’t going to be easy. Actually, it was part of the reason we began ...
Read More →This is part II of my "How We Met Our Neighbors" blog/novel and, personally, a reminder why I shouldn't be allowed to speak. Ever. Sunday... I was in the back yard trying to use my 112 pounds of blonde, sweat and tears to pummel a shovel through the weeds and grass that ...
. Read More →Note: I'm posting this in two parts since this is a blog post and not a memoir. First off, apologies for going MIA for the past few months. I’ve been about as good at keeping up my blog as I am belting out the Christina Aguilera parts of “Lady Marmalade” – although ...
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Let me start out with one word: Mouthgasm. Okay, so maybe not the most appropriate word to use in describing something that my dear, late grandmother concocted and that I, as a fat kid, dove into head first. Grandma was notorious for always have sweets in her kitchen. Actually, I'm kind of notorious for ...
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As I said in my last post, I decided to get a Kinect for our X-Box for my birthday present. Hubby and I had been looking at them a few days before, but decided we shouldn’t spend the money -- plus, we were getting ready for our New Year’s Eve ...
Read More →I didn’t finish the reverb/resound challenge for 2011 and I’m OK with that. It wasn’t that I just forgot about it or “gave up” (well, maybe gave up a little), but I felt that it was becoming more of a pain in the @$$ trying to think up things to ...
. Read More →Hello. My name is Wendy and, today, I will be playing the part of a slightly-less manic, pathetic version of the girl who wrote the previous post. Really, I didn't want to get into what I wrote just over a week ago, but I need to at least address it otherwise I will ...
. Read More →I honked at some jackass driver today. No, not honked. Laid on the MFIng horn and spewed out a string of curse words that would make a sailor leave the room. I don’t even think I knew what half of them meant, but it seemed appropriate at the time. The rant may ...
. Read More →Finally. A moment to breath (well, sort of, I have had a nasty bug since late last week, so breathing is more like attempting to breath and, instead, wheezing, hacking, coughing, and spewing bio-doom bugs within a 10 foot contagion zone. But I'll take it). It's been a busy month! It seems I ...
. Read More →Disclaimer In the past, I’ve been judged for divulging as much information as I do. I’m blunt and what some would say lacking a mouth filter on this blog (and in general). Most of the time, I try to do it in a humorous way. It's not my intention to make ...
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Haunted on Bourbon Street by Deanna Chase
