I’m such a hypochondriac. Any time I feel the slightest bit of discomfort, I immediately diagnose myself with some horrible—and incurable, obviously—disease. It’s a real problem. My doctor had to start screening his calls because of me. I’m not kidding. … Continue reading
***I don’t usually get political. But when it really matters, I feel I have no choice. My apologies.*** I was shocked when I heard about the outrage many parents felt when they learned that President Obama would be addressing their … Continue reading
So I was riding my bike the other day, when it struck me that Poor Kyle doesn’t love me at all. Leastwise, he doesn’t love me as much as some men love their spouses. Tangent: I once had a friend … Continue reading
My sister and her family have come all the way from Arizona to visit Canada and lounge around in lovely weather. The day they got here was hot, hot, hot outside. We grilled dinner on our back deck, ate corn … Continue reading
Fearful Fatty, the anonymous person in need of help on my most recent skirt-flying post, came out of the woodwork to clear some things up regarding my last post: Well, thanks for all the comments, guys. A few bits of … Continue reading
It seems impossible that July is halfway gone. You know what that means, right? August is looming, and what a wretched thought that is. I really hate August. The only good thing about this upcoming August is that my family … Continue reading
OH. MY. GOSH. You GUYS, you’ll never believe what happened to me this past week. IT WAS CRAZY WITH A ‘K.’ If I told you I was abducted by Martians and taken into outer space {the final frontier} and probed, … Continue reading