Spoiler alert: IT AINT CHURCH. Where the fuck have I been, you ask? Oh, didn’t ask? That’s okay, I’m taking liberties today so …. buckle up. But first, a joke… An Eskimo’s car breaks down. He brings it to the local mechanic, who pulls the whole engine apart and finds the problem. He says, “looks … Continue reading Take Me to Church
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Return to OCMD
898 days after the beginning of the Sars-CoV-2 worldwide pandemic, aka COVID-19, Todd and I returned to Ocean City for a LONG overdue vacation. Disclaimer: the five days we were there were hotter than Satan’s ass crack, and you will be hearing a lot more complaints about this in the days to come. At the … Continue reading Return to OCMD
Where I’ve Been – Overdue
I'm sitting here writing at my desk and recalling this day 21 years ago. 21 years ago the Twin Towers fell, live on TV as millions watched in horror, visibly stunned news anchors watching the story continue to unfold in Washington and in PA with a plane full of American heroes. 21 years ago the … Continue reading Where I’ve Been – Overdue
How to Keep the Love Alive in Any Relationship
Defrost a refrigerator together. Especially if that refrigerator is a Samsung and you are in the habit of defrosting it several times a year. I hate our refrigerator. The fan “freezes” up and then it slowly gets warmer in there (but only the fridge, not the freezer). My wonderfully versatile and skilled husband can fix … Continue reading How to Keep the Love Alive in Any Relationship
Day 11
Random Notes: Still have plenty of TP. We're all gaining weight, even the dog, who is getting more treats from everyone in the house than she’s ever had. The drip in the kitchen faucet is diabolical. Dropped a bar of soap in the shower and learned it's just as loud as a shampoo bottle. Star … Continue reading Day 11
Bad Boy Musings
Oh my God. I need to never, not ever, drink a 20-oz bottle of Dr. Pepper seven hours before bedtime. Lying in bed for going on three hours, listening to my heart beating in my chest, the weighted blanket worthless, and trying not to keep checking the time. The corner of my bedsheet and the … Continue reading Bad Boy Musings
Bad Mom
Halloween night. Veruca didn’t want to go out, so she stayed home with me to hand out candy. And then she just watched from the window. V warned me that her friends that live across the way had joked about ringing the door and dashing (these are the same 3 boys that raided my … Continue reading Bad Mom
The Tara Chronicles 