My husband and I, we are lifetime renters. We love the perks of renting: we don't have to deal with maintenance problems, we have the security of living under the wing of another entity, and renting in Southern California is - without a doubt - cheaper than owning. In the volatile market out here, the… Continue reading Renters Forever, We Find Ourselves With No Home
My neighbor and I both ate our emotions today. Though, while mine was not exactly healthy, it wasn't quite as horrifying as hers either. Before I get into that, I should first talk about the eating of emotions. We've all done it at one time or another. Some people do it often and don't even… Continue reading My Neighbor and I Both Ate Our Emotions Today
People always look at me like I'm a complete moron when I tell them that I like the cold. As in cold outside, you know: snow, sleet, wind chill. I get jealous when I see that there are blizzards going on somewhere in the world. I live in California. Particularly, Southern California. We have one… Continue reading I Like The Cold
How many friends will I lose over this one? What kind of a backlash will I receive by people that have followed my blog for years? Don't know. Don't care. Seriously - don't wear underwear. You see the thing is, I may shop on Thanksgiving. And I'm getting sick and goddamned tired of hearing about… Continue reading I May Shop On Thanksgiving
I suppose you most faithful of blog followers may have noticed I was relatively silent this last week or so. This was because on Monday of last week we entered what I will officially term Hip Hell 2013. My dad was in the final few days before his total hip replacement and he fell outside… Continue reading Things I Have Learned In the Last Week
So we ran a couple of errands tonight. Those errands included: dropping a frozen turkey off at my dad's house for Easter Sunday, getting the guinea pig birthday presents for his first birthday (coming up this Monday), and to CVS to get dish soap. I know. Big night for the B(itch) family. As I was… Continue reading Good News! The Porn Industry Is Coming To My Town!!
Not Obsession, like the Calvin Klein one (or whateverthehell is the maker of it). Obsessive. As in I can be a little bit obsessive, and about a lot of things. I realized that this evening as I was rolling and hot glueing crepe paper rings around napkins for a party I am throwing in a… Continue reading If I Had a Perfume, It Would Be Called Obsessive