And the YaYas gather to Break Fast for Yom Kippur last week. The YaYas, as you know, are about the best girls on planet earth. We always have each other's backs; especially when we fall down drunk. YaYas are of varied faiths. Some Catholic, some Lutheran, one or two I'm not sure what and Bean… Continue reading The Mazel Goes to Snickers
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Atop a Wrecking Ball…Really?
One could not possibly believe I might be done with commentary on our dear Ms. Cyrus after one public twerking could we? How foolish you must be little one. This week features the release of the "Wrecking Ball" video leaving this chick baffled as to how millions are viewing this trash instead of fashion week.… Continue reading Atop a Wrecking Ball…Really?
A Dream is a Wish on Your Vision Board…
Recent conversation with one of the adopted chickens features exploration of vision boards. Most of the time I can get Baby Chicken to play along with various "Secret" strategies for life. Very rarely does the ever-dubious Middle Chicken play and Oldest Chicken shakes his head, turns on the ball game and pretends he's not related… Continue reading A Dream is a Wish on Your Vision Board…
No Blurred Lines Here…
Until Sunday night I mistakenly believed foam fingers had but one purpose--cheering on the home team and indicating one's belief that a team is, in fact, number one. Given that only Bama can claim that moniker, Roll Tide, the masses use the foam finger for fun. Evidently so does a certain Miss Cyrus. If Miss… Continue reading No Blurred Lines Here…
Naked at Your Class Reunion…
This week, I dreamt I am naked at my high school reunion. Many things are humorous about this aside from the nakedness, which is laughable in itself, what with people running away, laughing and shielding their eyes. The really funny part is the high school thing. I rarely, if ever, think of high school. Being… Continue reading Naked at Your Class Reunion…
Sleeveless Denim is a No-No
Friday night finds us sad that Middle Chicken is headed back to DC. She has to go--law school, a fall internship and endless twenty-something hijinks await. The quorum of Sisterella, Middle Chicken and Baby Pea decide appetizers and cocktails at a fancy spot might be fun. And the crazy ensues... First stop is a Scottsdale… Continue reading Sleeveless Denim is a No-No
What, Exactly, Is Feminism?
Feminism is defined as, "a collection of movements and ideologues aimed at defining, establishing and defending equal political, economic and social rights for women." Seems pretty simple. To me this means I get to live my life like any man on the planet, make my own choices, excepting the part where some men are assholes… Continue reading What, Exactly, Is Feminism?
Boys…Put Those Wieners Away
Really boys, we love you to death. You're so cute and sweet most of the time. We love that you are bigger than us, that you smell yummy right out of the shower, that you kill spiders and uncork the wine. But, sometimes, you guys need a little help in the common sense department. As… Continue reading Boys…Put Those Wieners Away
The Real Reason Men Love Bitches…
Coffee with the girl chickens on a rainy Sunday is always entertaining. Topics this morning meander from Bane of Batman fame to a book popular with the younger set. Is his name just Bane or is he Mr. Bane? Can anyone actually understand him? If I had been in the stadium I wouldn't have run… Continue reading The Real Reason Men Love Bitches…
Oh Kanye…
We already know reality television is my personal crack. A camera inside someone's home provides endless fascination. Mustering the strength to change the channel or tear my eyes from the horror is not possible. There is furniture to examine, clothing to judge and endless possibility for feelings of superiority. Chickens watching The Kardashians within earshot… Continue reading Oh Kanye…
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