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I’m guilty. I admit it. I have done it, more than I care to think about. My focus taken away from the wheel, from the road, for a split second. How many of us text and drive, not even thinking … Continue reading →

Once again, it’s time for my favorite DYACs from the week! Fair warning, you may get strange looks if you read this in public since you’ll probably be shrieking/snorting/crying from laughter. Also, you may piss yourself. Consider yourself warned. Happy … Continue reading →

By now, you have probably heard all about the Amazon debacle that’s been buzzing around Twitter, Facebook, and the world in general. If you have not, here it is in a nutshell. Amazon sells an e-book titled: “The Pedophile’s Guide … Continue reading →

This is the continuing story of how my husband and I met and fell in love. To read from the beginning and work your way through, start here: Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four *************** I honestly don’t … Continue reading →

Two posts in one day. WHOA. This is just short and sweet; apparently my Feedburner link hasn’t been working for the past oh, two months or so. Luckily, my amazing friend Emily fixed it for me AND she added a … Continue reading →

The other day, the Tennessee Valley experienced some inclement weather. And by inclement, I mean “heavy storms”. And by “heavy storms”, I really mean that there were fucking tornadoes. In the Tennessee Valley. For those of you who do not … Continue reading →

This evening, my husband and I dropped Nellie off at her Gran’s and headed up Lookout Mountain to the Ruby Falls Haunted Cavern. We had a fantastic time! It was nice to get out for an evening, and I didn’t … Continue reading →

So, Nellie encountered her nemesis. My dad and stepmom came in to town to visit. We’ve been having a fantastic time with them. We all went on a lunch cruise aboard a riverboat here in town and had a lovely … Continue reading →

You really screwed the pooch, didn’t you? Where were you on this one, dipshits? Glad I buy my kid Target formula so I don’t have to deal with your asshattery. Love, Mommy Boots. I think that all moms, breastfeeding and … Continue reading →