Paper Plates

They say that January is one of the most depressing months of the year. Christmas is over, stockings are packed away in the attic, egg nog has disappeared from grocery store shelves, and January just doesn’t seem to give us as many reasons for morning mimosas as December did. January forces us to take appraisal…

#piggate

When I was in high school pep rallies were made up of dancing cheerleaders, cocky football players, squawking students, and knee deep confetti, most often made out of newspaper and more often made by me. Pep rallies were always centered around an upcoming game, usually against an in-town rival. Boy, have times changed. Just yesterday…

Love Is Want

I’ll never forget the first time Erica asked me to spend the night with her. We were in the seventh grade, brand new to junior high school -a full year younger than my own daughter is today. I think the only class we had together that year was gym. We didn’t know one another before…

Hey Girl! Nice Vagazzle!

This blog has already established that I’m not as cool as I used to be. This blog has also established that there are a lot of things I know absolutely nothing about (including the correct placement of commas), but as ignorant as I am, I know one thing for sure. I know exactly what a…

A Damn Eight!

I’ve said more cuss words since Friday night than I’ve likely ever said in my entire life. If you know me then you know that’s quite a feat. I’ve been known to make a truck driver blush. Some might call my fondness for a good cuss word gauche. I like to think of it as…