I'm going to don my shield and chain mail to withstand the barrage that's sure to follow. I'm going to come right out and say it. Lunchables are garbage. In the privacy of my own home I tell Mac Daddy that I think Lunchables are poison and should be outlawed. He told me … [Read more...] about Livid About Lunchables
Archives for 2010
Kill an American and Get $1M
I didn't post about 9/11. And I haven't posted about the Koran burnings and other such hateful noise that's pierced our world. I've been ballooned with joy and crushed by sadness on the roller coaster that is life. While I'd like to lug around my soap box and sing out for justice … [Read more...] about Kill an American and Get $1M
Nine Cider – 5:00 Fridays
I love fall. It's the time of year I can finally be outside without being a walking skeeter buffet. I can snooze under the weight of my down comforter with my pup nestled into the back of my knees. I pack away sandals to make room for boots (you know how much I love boots!). I … [Read more...] about Nine Cider – 5:00 Fridays
Poverty is not a choice.
The thing about poverty is that it slaps all your senses into high gear. You smell it. You taste it in the thick air. You hear it. You feel its grip. You see it, though abject poverty will make you want to look away. How many of us have actually come face to face with poverty? … [Read more...] about Poverty is not a choice.
Boobs Aren’t All Bad and the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer
It seems that boobs are bad. A boob is a moron, a mistake, even a species of sea bird that undoubtedly poops on your seaside picnic. Blue Footed Booby. To be called a boob is to be reckoned an oaf. Boob tube. Booby hatch. Yet boobs are also a teenage boy's best … [Read more...] about Boobs Aren’t All Bad and the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer
Gin & Tonic – 5:00 Fridays
I'm Indian. As in dot, not feather, as the decidedly un-PC jokesters say. Back in the day I played Pocahontas in a grade school play because I was A) Indian and B) the only brown girl in my class. I'm used to this un-PC way of life. I even find it ever-so-amusing time to time. … [Read more...] about Gin & Tonic – 5:00 Fridays
Back to School Blues
The tears started over a toadstool. I was walking Lark, our uber sniffing beagle/corgi mutt, and came upon a row of toadstools. I bent down to peer underneath them to see what gnome was hiding out under there. It's a game we play to pass the time and avert the whining on our … [Read more...] about Back to School Blues