By the time you read this, I will have fled the country. I know a lot of people have threatened to fly the coop and head to Canada during the political shit storm we’ve...
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When my husband looked over at me at the end of the day and said, “You look like you’ve been run over by a 4-wheeler,” I didn’t take it as an insult (at least...
About a decade ago, I thought I was ready to learn how to date the opposite sex. I was newly single after a pretty miserable marriage between two mismatched people. The only thing we...
This week, as I prepare to march in my hometown 4th of July parade, I’m feeling more patriotic than ever. Wanna know why? Because I give a shit. I feel like America has been...
Oh, the things we’ll do for sex love. Years ago, when my boyfriend hadn’t yet been promoted to husband, he was sent to the far northeastern corner of Oregon to build a pole barn for...
Check out the collage of photos above. Can you guess which one doesn’t belong? If you guessed the one on the bottom right, you’re correct. There shouldn’t be a man in the picture, at...
Right now, we’re in the midst of the sweet spot. I know you know what I’m talking about. The sweet spot is that time of year when those of us in Northern California neither...
Over the weekend, one of my friends finally blocked me on social media. It was a long time coming. I sort of pride myself on having friends that exist on opposite sides of the...
Four years ago, when my daughter was a few months away from going off to university, people warned me. “Prepare yourself,” they said. “She might get a little lippy with you. It’s just her...
He’s a joker, my husband. Occasionally, when I mention to friends that I married my junior high school boyfriend, I’ve been told that I might want to rephrase it differently (as in: he’s not...
