Friday, December 6, 2013
Thursday, December 5, 2013
This hilarious second book from Heather Davis had me laughing out loud (as all her other books have done to me as well) and giving my husband just cause to kick me out of the bedroom for waking him up, which is ironic given the topic of "Getting Lucky". Keeping the romance alive isn't easy after kids, but you can't help but laugh WITH Heather as she and her hubby attempt to keep their romantic life sparky. I highly recommend it if you're looking for good snort laugh fun.
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Ariel grabbed the bag of potato chips off the passenger side seat. As she munched on the salty snack she looked through her binoculars and gazed at the blue house across the street. Dropping the binoculars she picked up her journal.
11:58 pm – Still inside bedroom with her, lights off.
“Apparently he’s into sluts now,” she said to herself as she wiped her greasy hands on her jeans and moved on to the Peanut M&M’s. “I’ll show her.”
She grabbed her keys off the dash and jogged to the slut’s car. In careful block letters she smiled as she scratched “I’ll kill you” into the driver’s side door.
Getting back into her car she grabbed her journal.
12:03 am – Got rid of the slut.
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Monday, December 2, 2013
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Monday, November 25, 2013
It’s the time of year when we sit around the table with our loved ones and give our appreciation for all the blessings in our lives. I, for one, have many things to be thankful about. I have a loving, supportive husband, a pretty easy-going (although some days she makes me want to pull my hair out) daughter, two parents who gave me the best life they could offer and then some, two sisters who were my first friends and an extended family that makes the effort to get together for every major holiday.
Recently, while hanging out with some of my friends we began discussing our upcoming holiday plans. There were talks of mother-in-laws not allowing anything she didn’t like to eat on the Thanksgiving table no matter how many people said they like it and insisted on using a herb that her daughter-in-law was extremely allergic to on the turkey, divorced families and choosing whose house to go to and whose house to skip, and the hassle of entertaining a daughter’s boyfriends for the first time.
Hearing my friends talk, I realized I had absolutely nothing to “complain” about. The Thanksgiving dishes are divided as usual and if I wanted to bring something new, it wouldn’t be an issue. We always make two different cherry pies, because my Grandfather is diabetic and we want to make sure he can partake. We always gather at my Grandparent’s house, we have for decades and we never have to pick sides because there is only one person in our entire extended family that has been divorced and the ex isn’t in the picture. We do get the occasional boyfriend/girlfriends, but we never worry about entertaining them, but welcome them as if they’re already part of the family.
It is a happy time. A time I look forward to every holiday season. Catching up with all my aunts, uncles and cousins, watching football, and eating all day long and I mean ALL. DAY. LONG. We play cards, games and tell stories of the recent months. Our children run through the house like hoodlums and we let them play and run and laugh, because once upon a time we were those children and I think a part of us remembers what it was like to run through the house playing and laughing with our cousins. There are no hard feelings, or grudges, or family feuds, in fact there is nothing but love in that house.
As I explained this to my friends, they told me that my family wasn’t normal. And maybe we’re not, but if this is what abnormal looks like … well, then … I’m truly thankful that my family is abnormal.