Dear Brian, Don’t Read This One. Please? It’s a Product Review of Your Christmas Present.
Greetings Blog Friends! Brian if you’re still here, you need to leave. Go read this post about my Christmas Wishlist instead. Seriously. Go. Now. OK,
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Brian’s Weirder Than Me
So the other night, Brian and I were in the grocery store and chatting about something ridiculous. And he set down the shopping basket to
I Made Pictures in My Mind to Remember You
Caution: This post may make you cry. But it may not. It made me cry writing it. So read at your own risk that you
Two Years Seems Like Just Yesterday AND Like Forever
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 Bought Cool Mickey Band Aids When We Went To Disney World…And Then I Used Them All…
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
Because Writer’s Block Sucks
Thank God for Lily from It’s a Dome Life. Every post I’ve sat down to write today has been…either not suitable for publishing or needs
Monday memories: Because Valentine’s Day is totally stupid anyway
So this is the only peep you’re going to hear from me on the subject of that Hallmark holiday couples everywhere waste money on and
The Rock
This is a continuation of a fiction story. You can find the first parts here: Broken The Failure The Letters Those eyes. Those chocolate brown eyes.
I Wouldn’t Change a Thing
Greetings Blog Friends! Today I’ve got some amazing Friday fun for your! First, I’ve got Fiction Friday with the Fearless Fiction Femmes. If you’re looking
Conversations I Have With Brian (And How We’re Totally Weird)
So Brian must really get sick of me asking him…Every single time….if I can write about something that he says. And usually (especially when it’s
The Best New Year’s Eve. Ever.
I debated internally whether to have a politically charged Fiscal Cliff Bullshit post directed at the United States government or to have a fun New
Man-Wife’s Bitch Finds Someone New
Maybe that title was a little much. It’s not that I’m angry. Or jealous. I mean… it all worked out, right? As this is the
