Let it never be said that I don’t read the comments and do my best to accomodate them. So Kim, this post is for you. (See her comment in the post below if you don’t know what I’m talking about,… Read more ›
For those of you keeping track, I just got the results of my 3 hour glucose test. Not quite jackpot, regardless of how you’re defining jackpot. I have glucose intolerance, which means I need to be a nicer person and… Read more ›
I don’t have the plague. The strep test came back negative, which is good because I don’t have strep, not so good because now my throat just hurts and I can’t take drugs to make it stop. So, gargling with… Read more ›
Why it kind of sucks to be me today: 1) I very possibly have the plague, better known as strep throat. 2) I have to take the 3 hour glucose test for gestational diabetes AGAIN. This consists of me going… Read more ›
In a little over a month I’ll be turning 30. That fact, in and of itself, doesn’t really bother me all that much. I’ve gotten to the point where I realize that for the most part age doesn’t really matter… Read more ›
I love Prince everyday, for a number of reasons. They include, but are in no way limited to: 1) He’s a musical genius 2) He has amazing cheekbones 3) Even though he’s short (5’2″- same as me), he somehow looks… Read more ›
My cousin just started blogging, and got tagged with a meme. (Can I just say that since I found out that they’re not really memes in the true sense of the word, it drives me crazy to hear them called… Read more ›
Why, why, in the name of all that is logical in this world, would the Family Channel choose to show Cruel Intentions? When you have to edit something to the point that the plot of the movie no longer makes… Read more ›
I am appalled. Appalled I say. Dancing With the Stars is either rigged, or a large number of the people who watch the show are idiots. Or possibly both. It boggles my mind that Master P, Mr. “I can’t be… Read more ›
Two major accomplishments today. The first should have been traumatic but somehow wasn’t- I purged my bookcases. I freely admit that I am a compulsive book hoarder, something I partially learned from my mother. She has always been of the… Read more ›