Me, Myself, and the Bouquet
Dear Lyssa of Psychobabble, Recently, you announced your online wedding to Shirtless Ryan Gosling (henceforth in this post and future posts as SRG). I am
Dear Lyssa of Psychobabble, Recently, you announced your online wedding to Shirtless Ryan Gosling (henceforth in this post and future posts as SRG). I am
First, let me introduce myself. My name is Brooke, and I went to college with Chrissy. Does this mean we share many scandalous stories? Yes.
Hi everyone! It’s April from First Time Mom & Dad. In case you do not know me, which I expect, I am a filterless southern
Quirky Chrissy asked me to guest post today. All I could think to write about was a few of the bad dates I’d had in
Dear Chrissy’s Readers, This is Katie from Words for Worms. Chrissy isn’t here writing today. She and Brian have suffered a terrible blow. Brian’s mom,
Two years ago, Brian took me out on a date. And so today is our anniversary. (It is also Katie’s birthday–and thanks to this anniversary shenanigans,
I went to the eye doc this week in order to renew my contact prescription (you know, because my the script for my specs is
I know that in yoga, you’re supposed to meditate and find your inner chi or peace or something… Instead, my mind starts to wander and
Brian: I got you something. Me: Oh yeah? Brian: It’s smaller than a bread box. (I look in the bag expecting Peeps or Cadbury Cream
Today, thanks to Lily from It’s a Dome Life, our Monday Memory is all about Beauty Gone Painful. I’ve already told you about that one
This is the next in a series of short fiction pieces that all mesh together. Feel free to catch up with the previous installments or
My brother and I are Irish twins. This means that our parents were super busy getting busy. And 10 months and 2 days after the