Monthly Archives: May 2012

I’m Here Because of My Mother

I suppose my son will be speaking to a therapist when he’s able to format sentences, after today’s events. It all started when hubby informed me that maybe we should take a ride to the beach. Knowing I was not … Continue reading

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Irony

This afternoon, hubby took the two tots to get a mani/pedi. I said, he took them to get another mani/pedi. Inside. With fumes and chemicals. He went from researching online all the places formaldehyde resides and where he can find formaldehyde … Continue reading

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Police, Open Up!

This afternoon, while reading, then resting while my youngest tried to nap, I was brutally awoken by the offical rap at my door. It was the return of our homeless man, ready to cut more grass with his cuticle scissors. … Continue reading

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Beiber Fever

I have waited for the announcement of Justin Beiber’s concert for almost a year. Hubby informed me that presale tickets were available and since then, I’ve been hocking him for the best seats available. So, since I wanted to ensure … Continue reading

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Encore, Encore, Encore

Hubby just informed me that Barbara Steisand is having another concert. Ten years ago, we went to NYC to see her final concert. Hubby would like to file a class action law suit, while I would like to remind her … Continue reading

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The Drifters

While at the movies this evening, I was reminded at the different types of moviegoers. There are those that sit with their popcorn in one hand and large drink in the other, who sit casually and eat their goods while … Continue reading

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No Wonder All Swans Are Anorexic

Yesterday I went to try on a wrap around ballet skirt to cover my fat ass for today’s play. I wanted to dress as a butterfly and fly around the floor feeding lines if I needed to. Silly me, in … Continue reading

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51 Shades of Blue

I have decided to have a carpenter come in and put in an iron gate type door, some chains and shackels in my bedroom. That’s right, you heard me. Since my children wind up in my room at any hour of the … Continue reading

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51 Shades of Blue

I have decided to have a carpenter come in and put in an iron gate type door, some chains and shackels in my bedroom. That’s right, you heard me. Since my children wind up in my room at any hour of the … Continue reading

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Say Goodight Gracie

So bedtime routine has become like this: I don’t care what bad dream befalls you; I care not about the thunder, nor rain. Don’t come in my room for any reason whatsoever. By the way, this was said in stereo … Continue reading

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