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The counter people sent me two hot young men to install my countertops. Bonus! I worked from home today, which I never do, since my work largely requires that I be at work. I kind of wish I didn’t know … Continue reading
Home Improvement
When I was in the process of buying this house, everybody said, “you can move right in and not change a thing!” Of course I had to change everything. The first thing I had to do was pull out the … Continue reading
You’re who?
Sometimes I have brushes with fame. I’m pretty sure most people do, but they don’t notice it because they don’t pay attention to the people around them as well as I do. That’s not a slam – certain people would … Continue reading
Guilty pleasures
I love watching shows on TLC. Right now it’s Property Ladder, which is a show about people buying and flipping houses, people who can’t find their asses in the dark with both hands. They buy these houses that need some … Continue reading
Shoe Strife
This whole shoes-for-Italy business is getting to me. I don’t want to take too many shoes with me because I only want to take the one bag (and my giant pocketbook), yet my instinct is always to take many shoes … Continue reading
When the moon hits your eye…
The moon is full tonight and it looks like an egg yolk poured out on a piece of black glass. It’s hanging about three inches from the ground. I was frantic trying to get to a place where I could … Continue reading
Urban Farmess
My friend Therra has posters of Elvis in her chicken coop. Because chicks dig Elvis.
Today’s truth
Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things. – Robert Brault Isn’t that the gospel? My good and great friend Jackie’s grandmother, the inimitable Mrs. Edwards, died last week. Jackie … Continue reading
Living like royalty.
Grimace and I are booked to stay in a minor palace in Rome. In Florence we’re staying in the de Medici palace. Let me repeat that. In Florence we’re staying in the de Medici palace. I know, right? One of … Continue reading
Ack-Acne
I have a zit the size of Chester, Georgia on my chin. It’s erupting and it looks like where Satan himself is trying to crawl out of me. It’s attached to my central nervous system, so it also hurts. Back … Continue reading
Just like a Slattery 