I’ll take Comfort and Joy, please!


Happy friggin’ Holidays!  Joyous Kwanzaa, Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas, etc. etc!  I’ll say them all to cover everyone I can think of. The made up war on Christmas has not dampened my Christmas spirit.  I have been super duper down in the dumps lately.  If you want to know why, read Trying Out the Roller Coaster to get the gist.  It’s intense, but it chronicles the ridiculous pattern that is my life on a daily basis.  Not much goes my way these days but this holiday season?  Oh, I’m taking back my holiday comfort and joy! Continue reading

Boom! Pow! Hashtag Blessed.

It’s funny that I’ve been blog-sent for about a month now.  I haven’t had anything interesting to write about. As a matter of fact, I started a draft last week called “If you don’t have anything nice to say…” about how I didn’t want to bitch and moan in a blog post so I was keeping it buttoned for a hot sec. LOL. I now find it supremely ironic.  After last weekend, I have plenty of not nice things to say and I’m not holding them back. I think I’m a bit justified though!  I hope all my posts for the rest of the month are shiny and sparkly!

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Boys and their toys

Electronicals. If you married a techie as I did, you probably have a multitude of different electronicals around the house. We have Wii, PS1, PS2, PS3, PS Move, PSMobile, DVD players, TVs, Apple TV, computers, tablets, iPhones, Androids, etc. etc. I’m not saying all of this so that someone will rob me.  I’m just astounded by just how many electronicals you can collect.  As technology is racing towards a finish line that will never come, how many electronicals will you welcome into your life? Are they taking over?

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Fuzzy wuzzy was a…. wife.

I got married in September which equals 6 months of good, bad, sleepy, cranky, sexy, cuddly love. We’ve officially moved in together and combined our lives. I’ve even started the name adjustment process; since I’m keeping it all in some crazy capacity, I feel like I have an identity crisis. What name does the doctor have, what address do you have for me, what name did I use??? But I digress. Another blog, another time.

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NASALCATION: “It started out like a song….”

I married a patient and loving guy.  Everyone who knows him cannot say anything but lovely, kind things about him.  He married a crazy, over the top, singing loony tune and he adores me too.  Lucky be this lady. We both bring awesome to the table.

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