I saw that on a bizarre greeting card years ago as a caption underneath a cartoon drawing of a bunch of Vikings choosing sides for dodge ball. I gave it to Cherry because we both knew a girl who told Cherry that her significant other “didn’t wipe very well.” Who says that kind of thing
Okay, so if I am a so-called “shopaholic,” why do friends and family keep giving me catalogs and telling me about sales and/or new stores opening? In a world of “No, Non, no you can’t buy that,” I am surrounded by enablers. Don’t worry, I haven’t slipped yet. Not since the last time I did.
Thank you, Ms. B. Rattus, for the right-before-bed-no-alcohol tip – I knew that one but it is something we all need to be reminded of. However, there was no alcohol involved in this week’s insomnia. Which sucks more than you can ever imagine because I don’t have anyone (even a fizzy gin drink!) to blame.
Hello strangers! Wow, more than one post this month. Give this chick a fucking medal! ***** Okay, I’ve been watching the number of friends on my Facebook page go up and down. Not because I give a rat’s ass, just because I’m testing how many “liberal” posts my conservative friends will defriend me for. Apparently,