I talk to myself
Out loud (but quietly, of course). All the time. I talk to myself when I’m cooking in the kitchen or doing the laundry. I talk to myself when I’m at … Continue reading
letter to my 16 year old self
This is going to be anticlimactic, y’all, because I don’t really have anything to tell my 16 year old self. I mean, I could be all cliche and warn myself … Continue reading
I said that
I was in the kitchen making dinner last night. I pulled down an open bottle from the cupboard and poured myself of glass of wine. It was Pinot Grigio (cheap … Continue reading
I know how the internet works
I may have given some of you experts the impression that I don’t know how the internet works. In my post also down the rabbit hole about googling myself, I … Continue reading
also down the rabbit hole
I don’t want to give google my mobile number. I’m being asked for this information repeatedly when logging into my gmail account because apparently this will help keep my account … Continue reading
a life of crime
I entered a life of crime when I was six years old. I’m ashamed to say I brought my sister in too, and she was only four. Here’s what happened. … Continue reading
The Honking Goose 