here are a few of the latest novelties greasing my squeaky wheels. ok. typically i’m good at always having my toolkit loaded; although not a costco member i do backstock most of my household and beauty items so that i’m never in a crispy crunch running...
i have to stop listening to “90’s on the 9;” my current satellite radio station of choice which plays non-stop, commercial free music from the nineties {aka my adolescence.} it’s bad enough that i already had every lyric of the divinyls...
weekend happy to you m’loves. typically i sign off my friday with wishes, lollipop-sweet, of wellness: candy-coated bids of happy that make even the disney princesses’ gag….{i’m talking the ones who aren’t bulimic—–FYI: snow?...
in the words of nicki minaj, “let’s do this one more time.”let us corral our memories and musings for the year passed. for me, a pasture full of wild horses, rabid dogs, sweet baby kittens, and gentle lambs-all penned together on a neurotic, happy,...
what up my mid-december gangstas? you keeping things tight and fresh as we play out these last few weeks of twenty twelve? it’s friday, so i’m sick again. rad. so according to the mayans, this is our final weekend on earth. i’m glad i’ll be...
oh my sweets! it’s chilly outside is it not? i love the colder weather, but i’m such an infant when i get even one, little, temperatures-in-the-low-seventies, goose-bump. i insist on wrapping myself, burrito-like, with various scarves, puffer vests, wooly...
