The Worst Valentine’s Day Ever

We've all done crazy things for love. Some turn out great, some notsomuch. With Valentines Day right around the corner, I thought it would be fun to take a look at some crazy things we do for love. Are you in? Have you ever met a man so beautiful that he takes your breath away? [...]

Who needs RDJ when you’re already married to the sexiest man alive.

I am dating the sexiest man alive and I love it! Move over Robert Downey Junior. Sherlock Holmes and Iron Man, might look cool on the big screen but they pale in real life, they are after all, fictitious characters. While I joke a lot about my crush on Robert Downey Junior, I also know my [...]

Friday Funny: A Cyclist Says What?

DISCLAIMER: Loyal readers, you KNOW I like to poke fun of just about everything. I mean I once wrote a humorist rant about sedation gynecology (still think it's a good idea if for no other reason it keeps me from saying something stupid to my doctor like "Oh that's so gonna cost you a roofie.") so you [...]

2011 in review per WordPress

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog. Here's an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 9,700 times in 2011. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 4 sold-out performances for that many [...]

Happiness is a choice.

Kirstie Alley wrote it. Melissa Gilbert retweeted it and so did I.  - "What does it feel like to be happy?” It feels swell..I highly recommend it...takes LOTS of work..;)” I am in the process of making my very first quilt ever. I'm not doing it alone. I'm working side by side with several other [...]

Oh the Humility! This isn’t your Mama’s Schwinn.

When it comes to learning new things, I am like a two-year-old with a "me do it myself" attitude, only with better resources. Blame it on my DNA if you must, or the fact that I was raised by a boomer to be independent. Who knows. Either way, I'm a book nerd through and through, and [...]

Fisher’s Of Men – or – How I Met My Husband.

I am 22 when my boyfriend decides to dump with the classic line of "It's not me, it's you." I am crushed. Inconsolable even. Drunk on Hagen Daz ice cream and dreams of what could have been (AKA self-pity in over drive), I am a horrible mess. In a moment of what I can only [...]