Thank you all for your kindness and generosity. I have never felt so supported and loved.
This is the hardest post I’ve ever had to write so I’ll cut to the chase. Yesterday Chicky, my sweet Chihuahua, was struck by a car and killed.
Spring Break (aka more work for me) is over, Loony is back out of town and the kids are in school. How do I feel? Remember how I was all boo-hoo when Loony was gone? It took exactly 20 minutes to stop missing him and wishing he would go away. Why 20 minutes? That’s how […]
I would prefer to not spend Sunday watching my kids shove their faces full of child slavery produced chocolate and sugar, and then deal with the aftermath of hyperactivity and hoarding but I’m kind of an asshole that way.
I just want you to know that while I like dogs … a lot, I prefer cats more.
I could make him choose between another cat or the basement! Because really, the last thing I need in my life is more dudes.
I like being alone. Being alone is great as long as I can listen to podcasts.
It’s funny, that thing about absence and the heart.
Smellcome? Manhood? Jesus, did an adult write this? They should have ran it by me first unless they were trying to elicit an juvenile reaction in which case THEY NAILED IT!
At this point I’ll be lucky to have a sexually confused hermaphrodite wet-dream because I’d give it a 99.9% chance that I will be dreaming out water damage, broken pipes, and jumping off the roof in order avoid dealing with this house.