I don’t think there’s anything more fitting than to be recognized as “that girl” who runs “that website” while I’m standing in line at the grocery store buying nothing but a TOILET PLUNGER.
1. My best friend from high school is moving to Denver soon, and I was wondering if any of you have any information about good neighborhoods or real estate in the Denver area that you wouldn’t mind passing along. 2. It’s been another crazy week at the Hamilton Family Compound, which I will gladly detail [...]
Pooping on a regular basis.
Having recently endured several weeks of bowel disorientation wherein everything just, well, stopped, I’ve become acutely aware that men and women practice wildly opposing bathroom rituals. I guess I should say more acutely aware, because I’ve always been aware. I’ve just never been so positively sure that the woman’s ritual is the better ritual, and [...]
1. Eat more french fries. 2. Make a point of telling Aunt Lola at the dinner table that her shoulder pad has done come down over her titty, and not over her bosom, as the word “titty” is just so much more descriptive than the word “bosom.” 3. Ask Granny if she has gotten any [...]
Things to remember before I embark on a weekend jaunt to Utah to mingle with Mormons and relatives with missing teeth: Steer clear of Aunt Lola. Granny will fall sleep on the toilet. Use the one in the basement. The three year old nephew will announce to everyone his inconvenient state of poopiness. Aunt Lola [...]