I don’t normally have time for these even though I always want to play along…
And, truth be told, I totally didn’t have time to do this one today…
But I wanted to…
So I did…
‘Cause I’m the boss of me…
At least when there’s no one else here, …
Took the kids over the weekend to see the new *gasp* animated Disney film… Dinner, tickets, and snacks for 5 (three of which are children-like creatures) ended up costing just under a hundred bucks.
There is something just plain wrong with that.
[Flash to evil corporate meisters bah humbugging into …
The funny thing about being Gypsy-born is that constant desire for the mundane.
For the standard fare.
For the prince charming, the picket fence, the Sunday dinners, and shiny kitchen sink.
The funniest thing about being Gypsy-born is the inherent knowledge that princes tend to be assholes, picket fences never …
Somebody must’ve tripped upon and then subsequently dislodged that surprisingly heavy rock under which I’ve been living here recently, as I finally got around to watching Lost in Austen this past weekend.
Although, to be completely honest, it wasn’t entirely the rock’s fault that I wasn’t aware of how wonderfully …
Yesterday, while making what can only be described as the first among the hundreds of thousands of the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches that will be created by my hands over the course of this summer, I found myself spending a significant amount of time contemplating the following conundrum:
If …