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I am not what you’d call a “regular blogger”. I do not post in a timely manner (clearly), my topics are not consistent with any given theme, and I have what you’d call a “for better or worse” type of relationship with good ‘ol MoraJunction. She’s always there when I need her, she irritates the
Quite frankly, I don’t mind that national news is boiling over with the new 50 Shades of Grey trailer today. It’s a nice change from the norm. I never read the books and, quite frankly, I’m pretty sure Anne Rice’s alter ego A. N. Roquelaure’s Sleeping Beauty trilogy would trump Grey any day. You like
So, here I am. Let me preface this post by saying – apologies for deserting you, my loyal readers, for so long. It’s been a busy few months, hence the stress. Aside from our direct neighbors (Bill, Pat, Jimmy, Matt, Becky… you know who you are), we decided that our neighborhood in the Chicago area
This one doesn’t sit in the corner of a room near the changing table. It doesn’t magically appear from a jeweled lamp. This genie is a 5′ 10″, brown-haired, blue-eyed drudge who answers to frantic distress calls of “WET!” multitudinous times between 12am and 4:30am. Elsa: Mommy… MOMmy… MOMMY! Mommy: Re-adjusts her
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