From the category archives:
Surfing the ‘net in our panties: it’s how we do. Though this picture was taken 4 years ago, it could have been taken yesterday, save for the pacifiers and nakedness. Now it’s just me and Patrick who surf the ‘net in our panties. Pleasantville School [name changed to protect my kids from you weirdo stalkers] [...]
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I don’t know why or how I didn’t notice this before now. It was only when I had to commit the egregious Crime of Misspelling when entering the “skip the ad” word into the video player box when all I wanted to do was watch Russell Brand go off on some heckler at his stand-up [...]
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My rage is not controlled enough to properly express my hurt. I physically hurt for the people who are so close-minded, so mean, so inappropriate. But I hurt more for the people at whom the hate is directed. Again with The Gays. We still don’t eat at Chick-Fil-A because of their choice to support the [...]
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There’s a problem in this world that needs to be addressed. The problem begins with “plastic cont” and ends with “ainer.” I’m all for saving the world, one plastic tree at a time, but there’s only so far this lazy housewife is willing to go. I don’t use quite as many Ziploc bags as I [...]
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I’m on a mission that will inevitably leave my crying and hating myself. Living in the Dirty South means surface-of-the-sun-type temperatures from May through September. Now with Al Gore all up in Mother Nature’s business this year, we’re already seeing highs in the 90s in early April. I hate it. You’d think that after living [...]
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