Listen, I don’t hate people. That’s too harsh. I dislike people. Strongly. And if there’s one thing the holidays do, it’s cram as many people as possible into one place to see just how far my dislike can stretch before it snaps into full-blown curmudgeon mode. Take Bath & Body Wo … | Continue reading
Hello, my lovely readers! You might have noticed I’ve been missing in action for a bit. Don’t be jealous, I wasn’t off gallivanting around in some fabulous location, unless you count a hospital bed as “fabulous” (spoiler alert: it’s not). You see, life threw me a plot twist that … | Continue reading
It’s been a little over a year since we lost Shaylee, and I swear, the Ne’er-do-well hasn’t been the same since. It’s like her age finally caught up to her, all at once. Which kind of makes sense, I guess—Shaylee was 16 when she passed, and Holly was 15… 16 now. They grew up toge … | Continue reading
Ah, Thanksgiving! A time for reflection, gratitude, and, in this house, the annual screening of Wednesday Addams’ Pilgrim Roast. Why? Because some traditions deserve a seat at the grown-up table. And, hey, with the political climate these days, Wednesday’s fiery monologue about o … | Continue reading
I’m sorry to break the bad news. . | Continue reading
You know the old saying, “Never ask a lady her age?” Well, I’ve never been accused of being a lady, but I still won’t be spilling the beans. However, let’s just say I was a member of the first generation of wide-eyed girls who got swept up in Flowers in the Attic. Oh, those gothi … | Continue reading
So, I read a story that put me in kind of a rant-y mood, and now I’m going to share it with you, my lovely readers. Lucky you! Okay, so let’s break down this wild tale of gym-door heroism because, apparently, a man held a door open, and the world itself crumbled under the weight … | Continue reading
Sunday often means chore day for me. It’s the day I usually morph into a grumbling, begrudging domestic warrior armed with rubber gloves and a bottle of spray cleaner. And for what? To clean the same mess I just cleaned last week. It’s like living in a house with a poltergeist wh … | Continue reading
I’m old enough to remember when gelatin salad wasn’t just something you brought up on TikTok for a laugh but an actual staple on the dinner table. It was the Swiss Army knife of 60s and 70s cuisine — equal parts food, centerpiece, and science experiment. I mean, who looked at a w … | Continue reading
I hate when people ask me what I did today. I don’t know. I breathed a lot. Probably got mad at something. Sighed heavily more than once. Okay, probably more like 5,354 times, if I’m being completely honest. But you know… people. Had a thrilling debate with the cat about why she … | Continue reading
I choose Love. I choose Inclusion. I choose Empathy. Compassion. Equality. Dignity. Diversity. I choose Community. Kindness. Integrity. Honesty. Respect. I choose Justice. I choose Facts. Peace. The Planet. I choose Humanity. I choose Love. . | Continue reading
Picture this: I’m at the supermarket, looking like I’ve just been dragged through a hedge backwards. Twice. You know the look – hair’s a mess, no makeup, wearing clothes that scream, “I’ve given up today.” And then it happens. Across the cereal aisle, I spot them. Someone I sort … | Continue reading
I’ve spent the last week in full Halloween prep mode, ready for the doorbell to ring nonstop with miniature ghosts, superheroes, and probably three million little Spidermans (Spidermen?). I stocked up on candy like a responsible adult – Kit Kats, Snickers, Reese’s—enough chocolat … | Continue reading
You know what I love about working from home? The freedom to dress for success… or, more accurately, to dress for snacks and naps. Honestly, my wardrobe is 90% pajamas these days, and the other 10% is just the stuff I put on when I can’t avoid leaving the house. But let’s be hone … | Continue reading
Ah, my fitness tracker. My constant companion. My digital drill sergeant. Judge, jury, and executioner of my self-esteem. I don’t know why I put myself through this to be honest. If I wanted constant judgment about my body and the neat little zings to my mental well-being, you’d … | Continue reading
I was scrolling through my phone’s photo album today – because obviously, I was looking for cat videos – and stumbled across this little gem I’d saved way back in July. I’d completely forgotten about it. But trust me, once you see it, you’ll understand why I had to save it just t … | Continue reading
So, this morning, I went to wipe something off my glass top stove burner with my fingers – completely forgetting that it had just been on high ten seconds earlier. Apparently I have the memory of a goldfish. Nothing like dragging your hand across the surface of the sun to really … | Continue reading
Ah, cooler weather has finally arrived. It has technically been Fall for a few weeks, but the last vestiges of Summer were holding out. Cause, you know. Climate change. Anyway, now, it actually feels like Fall. My beloved, cozy, blanket-filled, pumpkin-spice-infused season of joy … | Continue reading
Look, I know I’ve ranted about grocery shopping before. Okay, so maybe a few times. It’s basically my Everest. But you’d think, by now, the world would have evolved. Maybe grocery stores could be less… chaotic? No? Okay, then let’s dive back in because some things have gotten wor … | Continue reading
I love online reviews. With online reviews, you can find everything from heartfelt poetry about a toaster to an angry, three-paragraph rant about a pair of socks. Honestly, it’s more entertaining than Netflix on a rainy day. But here’s the thing—are they even real? I mean, I’ve r … | Continue reading
Ah, small talk. Otherwise known as the seventh circle of hell. For some, it’s an easy, breezy way to pass the time. For me, it’s like being forced to perform a synchronized swimming routine with no prior experience and a deep-seated fear of water. Oh, and I can’t swim. As an intr … | Continue reading
So, this gem of an ad just popped up in my Facebook feed: “For chubby women with pronounced stomachs!” Not once, but TWICE. Oh, well, thank you very much. Nothing like a little casual insult wrapped in bold print to brighten my day. It’s like, “Hey! We know you’re fat, but don’t … | Continue reading
I have a question for all the IT experts out there. When I accept cookies, how long does it take to get them? I’m hungry. . | Continue reading
Ah, my dear, sweet car. Sixteen years we’ve been together, and like any long-term relationship, we’ve had our ups and downs. You’ve seen me through good times and bad, from joyrides with the windows down and music blasting to soul-crushing traffic jams that make me question every … | Continue reading
There’s a new trend sweeping the internet—well, new-ish. If you’ve spent any time on TikTok or YouTube, you’ve probably seen it: fresh-faced influencers with perfectly curated gardens, raising chickens in their backyard, composting, canning, sewing, and trading seeds like some so … | Continue reading
Ah, late-night online shopping—the modern-day equivalent of wandering through the aisles of a 24-hour convenience store in your pajamas, except now you can do it from the comfort of your couch. What could possibly go wrong? Let me tell you, a lot can go wrong. But before we get i … | Continue reading
Being funny at work is tricky. You see, you want to be just funny enough to make your coworkers laugh, but not so funny that you get sent to HR. It’s a fine line, that’s for sure. Anyways… I’ll let you know how the review goes. . | Continue reading
Ah, the joys of working from home. I know we’ve had this conversation before, but it’s worth noting again – it’s the perfect set up, right? No commute, no office politics, and the freedom to wear pajamas all day. But at the same time, there are still a few glitches that need to b … | Continue reading
When I moved a couple of months ago, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to finally tackle the black hole that is my closet. I thought, “Why not use this fresh start to sort through my wardrobe and maybe, just maybe, get rid of a few things?” What could possibly go wrong? Famo … | Continue reading
Ah, procrastination, my old friend. We meet again. You know, some folks call it a bad habit, but I prefer to think of it as an art form. It’s not that I don’t want to get things done, it’s just that I’m really good at not doing them. Of course, the ADD helps. Take today, […] | Continue reading
I have a mystery on my hands, one worthy of Agatha Christie herself. A mystery so baffling, so confounding, it has plagued humanity for generations. That’s right. The Mysterious Case of the Disappearing Socks. Okay, so here’s the scoop. It’s laundry day. I’ve finally mustered up … | Continue reading
Ah, the sweet sounds of summer. Birds chirping, children laughing, and the unmistakable roar of a souped-up Sentra with a modified exhaust that rattles the windows. Listen, I get it. We all want to feel special. We all want to stand out. But can someone please explain the appeal … | Continue reading
Well, look who decided to show up! Yep, it’s me, your long-lost favorite (or so I tell myself) blogger who’s been MIA for over a month. Did you miss me? Crickets... okay, well, I’ll take that as a yes. Let me catch you up on the chaos that’s been my life lately. First off, I […] | Continue reading
I have a question for all the IT experts out there. When I accept all cookies, how long does it take to get them? I’m hungry. . | Continue reading
When you’re making potato soup, some people think it’s using cream instead of whole milk that’s important. Others say, it’s the type of potato or the size of the cut. Some will even argue that you should add green onion or use white pepper for the milder flavor. Personally, I say … | Continue reading
I could be wrong, but I think… I think, a certain someone might be getting a little comfortable in their new digs. . | Continue reading
Well, folks, gather around for a tale of terror straight out of your worst nightmares. Flying fucking spiders. I mean, I’ve seen this movie, and it doesn’t end well. Oh, and they’re venomous as well. And giant. Giant flying venomous spiders. Yep, you read that right. And they’re … | Continue reading
To the powers that be, let me just say: pockets. Women. Want. Pockets. In pajamas bottoms and nightgowns, in shorts and jeans, in dress pants and dresses… just assume that we want pockets in everything. Every. Thing. Just give us the freakin’ pockets, okay? Thank you. That is all … | Continue reading
So I did a thing. You all know what I mean. Yes, it’s a cat. I decided to adopt an older cat, thinking our resident troublemaker might take it easier on a fellow senior citizen. Spoiler alert: she did not. She’s been throwing a feline fit ever since. But hey, she’s not as pissed … | Continue reading
I swear, sometimes my brain’s like a squirrel on caffeine, darting from idea to idea until it inevitably forgets where it buried its nuts. Today, I’m sitting there, minding my own business at a red light, and suddenly, bam! Inspiration strikes! I had what could only be described … | Continue reading
I’ve apologized and I’ve waxed somewhat poetic and through it all, I’ve tried to be completely honest about my hand in the plot to drive my mother insane. Oh, she did get me back for some of my shenanigans, although it may have taken a few years… but her curse worked. Worked very … | Continue reading
I hate when that happens. . | Continue reading
I don’t need another cat. I don’t need another cat. I don’t need another cat. I don’t need another cat. I don’t need another cat. Really though, what’s one more cat in the grand scheme of things? . | Continue reading
Welcome to my world, where the mere thought of stepping into a crowded grocery store makes me break out in hives. As an introvert, shopping is my personal hell. I hate shopping and I hate people. Grocery shopping is the horrifying confluence of the two. Ever since curbside delive … | Continue reading
Let’s talk about tipping culture. Yes, it sucks and yes, it should change. But until then, just tip your server and stop pretending like you’re sticking it to the man by not tipping. Trust me, the big bosses don’t give a crap as long as they’re getting their cut. Which they do, f … | Continue reading
Me: Where are the strawberries? My Mother: On the third shelf of the fridge in the I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter container labeled noodles, under the ricotta cheese tub filled with the broccoli soup leftovers from last night, and behind the Cool Whip – but don’t use that for th … | Continue reading
We should have a national quiet day where everyone just shuts the hell up for 24 hours. Or maybe a week. That’s it. A national quiet week. No, wait… a month! Even better. Who do I talk to about this? . | Continue reading
Some time ago, I found a vendor who was selling logs as home décor. Yes, you read that correctly. Logs. I mean, sure, they’re trendy… if you’re building a cabin in the woods. But no, apparently, they’re for accent furniture now. Just when I thought I’d seen it all, along comes th … | Continue reading