I know. I've been on sabbatical from my cyberspace girlfriends. Profuse apologies. I had to finish the book. I know. Squee. It's done and off to the agent on a wing and a prayer. And hopes for a speedy publisher. And perhaps a hefty advance. And a lifetime of writing, European travel, dresses, pearls, girlfriends… Continue reading A Wing and A Prayer…
Category: Bonjour Duchess Dolls
Conversations With My Ass…
I have a love-hate relationship with my ass. Girls who have an ass with a mind of her own know my pain. No matter what I say or do, I can't get the damn girl to listen to me. She grows without my permission. There was a time my ass was very sweet. Between the… Continue reading Conversations With My Ass…
The Search is On…
According to The Secret when one is in need of a particular something, all they need do is make a request to the Universe. Although many a day is spent cross legged on the floor, humming some nonsense to quiet the mind and open up for all the good the Universe has to offer, I'm… Continue reading The Search is On…
A Kiss is Never Just a Kiss…
The Phoenix Open is known across the land as a superior party. It has another name now. Depending on the revolving door of sponsors, this golf tournament changes names more often than sorority sisters squeal. If you've lived here long enough, its just The Open. Those of us who call Scottsdale home recognize it's a… Continue reading A Kiss is Never Just a Kiss…
No Secret is Safe…
The Norwegian kept me in line in many ways; over sharing amongst them. He outlined frequently what is and is not necessary to share with the class; often scolding me like a toddler just learning to speak. He wondered aloud, and often, at my inability to tuck anything away as secret. I was admonished more… Continue reading No Secret is Safe…
Egads–Pearls Have Been Attacked!
Moot Court started last weekend. Never heard of it? It's a big deal in law school. Students get a case prompt and then research and argue it, over and over, in rounds, until only two remain fighting to the death for the honor of Moot Court Boss. Middle Chicken finished in the top eight, quite… Continue reading Egads–Pearls Have Been Attacked!
Where’s My Ghost?
When someone loses a spouse--one they like--invariably the subject of an afterlife sprouts. It's natural. It's difficult to think of loved ones, worms crawling in and out their noses for all time, am I right? Thoughts like, where are they now? Do they watch us? Are they with us? We yearn for some sort of… Continue reading Where’s My Ghost?
Boys Are Adorable
Boys are adorable. Male chickens born to us cordon off a section of our hearts in which they set up camp and never leave. They may be dirty, smelly, monosyllabic whirling devils who must be trained to pass as humans in suits but once one wraps himself around your heart, escape is impossible. This afternoon… Continue reading Boys Are Adorable
Every Day is Hilarious…Really
Last weekend two parties appeared back to back on my calendar. What to do--what to do? Hit them both of course. And call a cab. When everything falls perfectly into place and so much fun is had, I wonder if The Norwegian is watching. Can he see us laugh, enjoy our friends and move forward… Continue reading Every Day is Hilarious…Really
Shout Out to the Girlfriends…
I had a lazy writing day last week--never showered, never fixed myself up. Just wrote all day. For me that's a good day. For anyone around me, not so much. My two female chickens were at the ready. They watched movies, ate candy and incessantly chatted. And then they watched a little series called Girls.… Continue reading Shout Out to the Girlfriends…
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