Category: Cherished Humdingers

Michelle’s favorite posts

Look at the Love. Just Focking Look at It!

Look at the love

I know a lot of you don’t like these posts (they rarely get shares or reads), but I feel compelled to write them for the one person who does like them and needs them as much as I needed to…

I Suck.

I suck. And that's Ok. You are more important than imperfection.

My title has a lot of Freudian-based sexual innuendo there. They just simply do not make a pill for this. I’m sorry. What I’m really trying to say is… I know I suck, but I’m learning to be ok with…

Turning the Other Cheek

If I were a fairy tale creature, I’d be who I think I am underneath it all. My soul is a beautiful woman with a scar on her right cheek. My scar is not like any scar. It is far…

Breast Feeding in Public. Yay or Nay?

Breastfeeding in Public Funny

I normally try to avoid topics in the mom wars realm because I honestly think the petty mom wars that ensue from such controversy diminishes the credibility of women trying to be equal in a man’s world, but I have…

The World Needs Love

The world really needs more love. I know most of you agree with me on this one. Duh Michelle. But I say it because I don’t think a lot of people know love to give it. Are we to love…

A Walk Down Luminary Lane

That moment is still etched into my brain like a scar. That moment when my father, the strong-Marine who knew no fear, was sitting in his hospital bed trying to figure out why he had back pain. The moment the nurse…

An Inspirational Story about Nobody

No one was there Crumpets and Bollocks

The story could be a novel, but since it would be called, “The Big Book of Whininess,” I don’t think that novel will ever be written. This is still an inspirational story though, at least to me it is. No…

Stop with the Fat Shaming

Sitting in the kitchen nook of my mother’s house waiting for Easter dinner, I proclaimed that the strawberry pie looked so good, I might steal it like the Purple Pie Man and disappear to Porcupine Peaks to eat it by…

How to be God: A tutorial on omnipotence and compassion

#1000 Speaks. A Movement for compassion. Doctors suffering from the God-Complex enjoy being in charge of one’s pain and one’s comfort from pain, some morbidly forcing you to endure pain just for ego. We all want to be God: the…

Life in the 1920s

I’m having a guest blogger today writing from beyond her grave. This is life in the 1920s as my grandmother knew it in the words of my grandmother. By Eleanor Virginia Webster It was 1927, a year or two before…