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It started with door trim or toilet paper. I don’t quite remember which. My first instinct is that it would have been the trim, because I recall feeling sour about how abjectly terrible it looked under the glare of...
Read MoreIt started with door trim or toilet paper. I don’t quite remember which. My first instinct is that it would have been the trim, because I recall feeling sour about how abjectly terrible it looked under the glare of...
Read MoreIt’s time for the one-year anniversary edition of Complaining About Homeownership, which is...
Read MoreA few weeks ago our neighbor rapped on our screen door. “Can I mow the front part of your...
Read MoreWhenever a security question asks for the name of my first pet I always always put my first dog. This makes sense because dogs are forces. They have distinct personalities. They look you in the eyes and they shed on your couch...
Read MoreThere is, quite frankly, nothing like the way we were raised. Now those were the days! Back then...
Read MoreWhat did you do on your full moon Friday the 13th? The beau was traveling for work and I...
Read MoreWhen I was 23 I took a weeklong trip through the American Southwest with my mother’s ex-best...
Read MoreI don’t want to inspire jealousy in anyone or anything, but I finally found the trick to...
Read MoreI am certainly not complaining about the warmer weather but one drawback to having the front door...
Read MoreMy Dream Documents – W4Paper You were no-nonsense from the start, the both of you....
Read MoreIt’s been more than two years since I last wrote about babies, so I thought I’d cruise back around the topic slowly while leaning out the window and making lewd gestures. I should just end this post...
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