(Continuation of Of All The Annoying Things Ex-Boyfriends Do )
This is why I do what I do.
It Must Be Difficult Being My Mother
She’s right. I’m not.
Today’s That Day
Today’s that day where I believe something really stupid on the Internet and then, once I realize it’s April Fools, pretend I knew it was a joke all along.
Ebola Mom, Part 21
(Part of the Ebola Mom series)
Oh, Nanc. How I admire your unique ability to not be nice while doing something nice.
For so many reasons….No.
Of All The Annoying Things Ex-Boyfriends Do…
…this one is the WORST.
Always Be Honest With Your Dating App, Part 11
( Part of the Always Be Honest With Your Dating App series)
Because yes, I dated a guy who did that. And it wasn’t so much the act of sketching that weirded me out, but the fact that he was really, really bad at it.
My Mother Does Not Have a Favorite Child
Besides me.
Nothing says “Happy birthday to me!” like a salty, stiff cock
tail.
Thanks for all the wonderful birthday celebrations, sentiments, and goodies, dear friends (and thanks to those of you who shared my blog yesterday– stats were booming! Wahoo! FEEL FREE TO KEEP ON SHARING! 💃)
I am so grateful to have you all in my life. Here’s to a fabulous “Jesus Year” ahead!
Maybe with less murder, though.
Xoxo 
Oh, shit
Now I have to, like, be 33.
Ebola Mom, Part 20
(Part of the Ebola Mom series)
Only Ebola Mom could manage to turn birthday sentiments into an accusation.
Umm…I’m sorry?
