I'm in Texas, and if there is one thing I have learned in my four days here, it's that the Texans like their meats. We don't eat meat very often in California. That's not entirely true, I serve a very meat-and-potatoes-with-vegetables kind of menu for most dinners; but we aren't talking Texas meat. Red… Continue reading Oh the perspective a lunch date with a dead cow can give…
That's a literary device we in the professional writing world call: sarcasm. Look it up, you will find it to be a delicious way to poke fun at others. Or (in this case) yourself. Myself. A delicious way to poke fun at me. I'm starting to really wrack up the resume of Bad Mom days.… Continue reading After Today, Someone Needs To Nominate Me For Mother of the Year
Ah, where to begin... We went to Disneyland in October. I really hate Disneyland, and what I hate the most is that I have to wear regular clothing for a really long time. Like 9 in the morning until late at night. That is just intolerable. During the week (and on weekends and holidays), I… Continue reading So I haven’t technically worn a bra since October…
For the last couple of weeks, I have been totally not feeling it with Halloween. This isn't normal for me. I'm not like one of those weirdos that obsesses over it all year long, and spends more time and money on decorations and shit than the month's rent. But I'm still usually pretty gung-ho about… Continue reading How This Halloween Has Taught Me to Be Less Of An Overachiever
Ugh... So we went to my grandmother's 85th birthday party yesterday. It was at the assisted living facility she and my grandfather live in - near our place, so not out of the way or anything. I baked the cake; and ended up baking two cakes (one for the adults, one for the kids). These… Continue reading Trials and Tribulations of My Trailer Trash Mom’s Family
Short answer: no. Long answer: sometimes. Before you dads out there get all your tails wadded up inside your assholes over how much I'm emasculating you, let me be clear: there are some things that dad does know best on, although it's the long answer and I'm not sure you want me to ramble… Continue reading Does Dad Ever Know Best?
We went to a couple family parties this weekend. One was a Labor Day bar-b-que - which was relatively mild; the other was a family dinner in honor of the seventh birthday of my cousin's kid. These parties (the latter for the most part) inspired me to compile yet another list of pet peeves. Today… Continue reading Party Peeves