You thought your Christmas was fucked up?
So I got caught checking out a woman’s ass by her husband at church. I also have a crush on a gay guy. And some other stuff. […]
Michelle’s Stories
Helicopter Parenting Gone Wrong
Top story of the morning! Despite Michelle’s attempts at helicopter parenting, Annabelle has officially learned how to tie her shoes. The laziness that free range parenting offers is not only an enticing temptation to an […]
Codeine Infused Migraine Moment
Today is July 4th. My migraine, well she’s a bitch, and my kids, well they got hungry for some strange reason around dinner time. So I did what any mother of 3 with a migraine […]
Horror. Terror. Booze. You’re In.
One of my biggest fears I ever had to face is a weird one that you probably have faced too. I have faced losing my father to cancer, the military, demons and ghosts, insanity, praise […]
A Prerequisite to a High School Reunion
I thought that by this time in life, I’d know what I was doing and maybe where I was going. I thought I’d like, I don’t know, be there already. Somewhere. What am I going […]
How to Be Beautiful: A Reflection of Beauty
OMG, when I look in the mirror, I’m a fat cow! Ask anyone in high school, I was a, “fat cow.” The whispers of the insecure dressed in holier-than-thou costumes echoed through the hallways of pencils and ammonia, […]
January Monthly
In the name of the attention-whorism my blog implies, I think I’m going to try a monthly wrap up… again. We’ll see if I remember to do this next month, but it’s part of my […]
I learned…
In 2015, I learned… I learned I am getting better. During the Mayan Apocalypse (if you remember that), I hit a new level of crazy between motherhood and sleep deprivation, and a lot of crazy […]
What if I don’t care about what you care about? Like Celebrity Deaths?
In the future, I would like people to be just as sensitive about other people’s feelings as they expect them to be about their’s. In the death of Alan Rickman and David Bowie, many people […]
Shit Straightening Togetherness
My 2016 Word of the Year is, “Get-my-shit-together.” Ok. That’s like 4 words but if you put the dashes in between them, it makes it a “compound” word. Now that I think about it, does […]