Writers live mostly in their heads. It's both blessing and curse. It means we can entertain ourselves anywhere and any time but there's also a dark side. Like that little girl Longfellow wrote about, "When she was good, she was very good indeed. But when she was bad, she was horrid." That's the mind of… Continue reading Croaking In A Bloody Basin…
Tag: #netflix
The Netflix Whisperer…
Seems The Duchess has a new moniker, Netflix Whisperer. Admittedly, no one is more in the know. The Goddess and I venture to a birthday celebration. Of course, we wore our masks. Pfft. During dinner, The Goddess, always bright, cheerful and beautiful, leans over and says, "Whatcha watching?" as if my Netfix goods are of… Continue reading The Netflix Whisperer…
Corona Lessons…
Admit you've learned some things during this national stay-at-home exercise. You probably know more about your spouse than you thought possible, non? The sweetest of Duchess Dolls recently asked if anyone had a voodoo doll. Those living solo are faced with the dreaded self reflection given the silence. Generally, we get up before the sun,… Continue reading Corona Lessons…
Get A Job…
In the UK, some chick is getting paid to drink champagne and eat cake. No lie. She, I'm assuming it's a she, goes to wedding fairs to try the champagne and cake. For her efforts, she's rewarded 50 Euro an hour. In American moola, that's $56.90 an hour or $113,800 a year. To cocktail. No… Continue reading Get A Job…
Do You Have A Spare?…
Baby Chicken got a flat tire. It's tough when chickens are scattered about; especially when it's you who encouraged their flight. Like when you realize you never taught your daughter to change a tire. Because why? Calling AAA fits under the feminist umbrella, non? Until we realize we bought her a car but left her… Continue reading Do You Have A Spare?…
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