The news was spreading... There are alligators in the sewers. They have climbed all the way up into our plumbing, and every time you flush the toilet or let the water run to long or use the garbage disposal there is an alligator waiting to snatch you up! My dad showed my friend and I … Continue reading Why I had to pee with someone growing up…
When I was a kid my parents did not let me have video games or watch tv too long (actually I was really only allowed to watch some disney movies and veggietales). I was one of those "free-range" kids you here about in the news. After the rain came or if someone's sprinklers were running … Continue reading New tar on the road
This is the first memory I have that I can still remember so I better write it down now. When I was maybe 4 years old I was my parents' world. I had beautiful long brown hair, I was sociable, I rarely cried, and I was able to entertain myself. I was also rarely sick, … Continue reading Once I puked all over my parents…
You may have heard to word hangry before, but if you have not: HUNGRY + ANGRY = HANGRY. It is when you get so hungry you get angry. I am the worst when it comes to being hangry. I become entirely psychotic when I am deprived of food. Similar to my caffeine addiction in an … Continue reading Hangry
So I have lived in the same house since I was about 7 or 8... and my neighbors hate my family. I blame my dad. Don't get me wrong, I am a daddy's girl. He even calls me his "favorite son." -- I am in fact a woman, but I tend to do what would … Continue reading Why my neighbors hate my family
I, like much of the world, need caffeine in order to be a functioning adult. Mornings are the worst. I have to get out of my cocoon of comfort and leave my little wiener dog there crying, begging for his mom to return to bed. Then I have to learn how to walk again every … Continue reading The importance of caffeine
Thank goodness I have found blogging. I tried social media for my self expression, but this is what I learned: 1. Don't use Facebook as a blog, your "friends" will hate you and leave you. 2. You cannot blog on twitter. 140 characters is enough to call out that girl cutting you off at the … Continue reading First time for everything!