Freaky Friends

The Irony And The Agony

Yesterday’s comments include one from a co-worker, J to the Wall, and she is dead on. We now have snacks in the lounge. A great big THANKS, J TO THE WALL shout out is in order. I’m still not happy. I’ve taken to writing a letter to the Powers That Be. Dear Universe, Yes. I [...]

Dear Alex

Belinda has requested some help. I am here to the rescue. The only thing I won’t do is dispute my Vixen Status. Of that, I am proud and hope to have t-shirts made up and everything. The painting job that she needs finished is really wearing on her. She’s tearing her hair out and because [...]

The Shoes. They Are Mine.

Not too long ago I went to a baby shower for my girlfriend Tammy and another friend of ours, Krista, who lives near St. Louis, came to visit as well. She had on the most adorable sandals which she got at J. Jill. Since she lives in a different town completely, I asked if she [...]

Girlfriend…Lemme Tell Ya

Who knew that writing about panties (ahem… underwear for Jenny. Sorry.) would generate such hilarious comments? Not me. I was just speaking for myself and then all the confessions came out. Stand proud, girlfriends. If there is a cause for which I can get behind my sistahs, this is it. Because, girlfriends, lemme tell ya, [...]

Q.A.F.

I’d love to do a reverse FAQ but then it wouldn’t really be a FAQ, but just thoughts that I have a lot of times that I want to ask people. So, sharpen your pencils (number 2 please because they are the ONLY ones that work for the Scan-Tron machine), take a water/coffee/scotch break before [...]

Where’s The Hidden Camera, Huh?

There are far too many things that happen to me that make me wonder where the hidden camera hiding. Strange things. Hilarious things. Downright freaky things. My reactions are varied to them, but, for the most part, I start by scanning the room or area I’m in to see if there is a plant with [...]

They Didn’t Murder Me Or Anything

It seemed harmless enough. Meet up with some people, have dinner together, and share a beverage or two. That was the way I explained it to Ken when I considered going to meet up with Chicago bloggers after attending another graduation party on the eastern part of Illinois. It just makes sense to drive several [...]

Beware The Train That Is My Brain

Sometimes I get all random with my thoughts and have to do a list instead of trying to write cohesive syntax. Even using that word “random” gets my panties in a bunch because it is overused to the point of ickiness which makes me even more random arbitrary. Consider yourself advised that the train in [...]

Requiem for a Roommate

Cuppa the Day – My dear husband stayed home sick this week. "I used some of your new coffee. I had to churn it….errhm… chop it… blend it?" "Grind it, Ken?" He needs to keep his paws of my bean grinder as he normally just makes ground coffee. He inspired me though so this morning [...]

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