so sunday, last, i found myself in a predicament not foreign to me: the one where i commit to a major event without scouring the fine print, combing through the details, or in sunday’s case reading my {insert expletive of choice} email. thinking i had agreed to...
my spring wantonness is in full, top gun, need for speed effect. everywhere i look i see pink, lilac, and hydrangea needing their proper debutante balls. who am i fooling? I!!!!!! want my spring coming out party!!!!!! here are a few items i think may enhance my...
yesterday, using my thumb and index finger, i showed a friend my dwindling tolerance for nonsense; nary a speck of light could shine through a once giant wingspan of permissiveness. t’was not even 545 am and already a woman’s day was ruined because someone...
