It's called hiatus and it's supposed to make you feel better, take a step back, reexamine your priorities, and probably even some more hocus pocus. Mine turned into almost nine months of not writing, not tending to my extracurriculars, and basically just working and tending to the needs of my job. The result? Hiatus, Schmiatus.… Continue reading Hiatus, Schmiatus…
Tag: Humor
Can I Get Some Help Here?…
Living in the moment is not my bag. Inner peace eludes me. The Universe does not move magically at my whim. Meditation drives me batty. What's a girl to do? I've tried contacting my inner shaman. I don't have one. I am at one with no one. But I do think some solace for the… Continue reading Can I Get Some Help Here?…
Can We Talk Cream Blush?…
Baby Chicken is a makeup aficionado. She's really, really good at it. Except she believes in minimalism for skin. Moi, not so much. The more I paint and hide, the better. "Stop using foundation," says she. My heart skips a beat and I have to call for my fan. Since senior year in high school--my… Continue reading Can We Talk Cream Blush?…
News Of The Day…
Catching up on the news: The good the bad and the hilarious. John Oliver's latest installment of Last Week Tonight features something known as The Salmon Cannon. Evidently, it's gotten more and more difficult for salmon to spawn given hydraulic dams. Salmon can't make it over the embankments and thus experience a problem completing their… Continue reading News Of The Day…
The Year of the Dowager Countess…
Praise Sweet Baby Jesus' birthday the holiday season is over. Let us rejoice and be glad. If I drink one more cocktail, eat one more sweet or attend one more party until the wee hours, my brain will leak out my ear in a slow drizzle alerting me, "Enough already bitch." I'd love to say… Continue reading The Year of the Dowager Countess…
Tea and A Cookie May Not Help…
It is a fact that tea and a cookie, and sometimes a bath, heals all. Perhaps not. I've been writing for an online newspaper for a few weeks. This proves to be both good and bad. My publisher last week labeled me a gladiator after production of an inordinate number of stories in a day.… Continue reading Tea and A Cookie May Not Help…
From Ass Camo to Polyester Suits…Wear This, Not That
Got a call from Middle Chicken and Law School Fashionista. The pair fascinates me with their soul sister finishing each other's sentences and united opinions on things large and small. The reason for the call was fairly serious business involving important law school matters I swear will stay in the vault. So, basically, I can't… Continue reading From Ass Camo to Polyester Suits…Wear This, Not That
The Mazel Goes to Snickers
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
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…
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…
The Duchess Diaries 