The real answer is, at work, as always. But the underlying answer is hatching a new chicken. It's an old chicken, but still. For those not in the know, the offspring are known as chickens: Oldest, Middle, and Baby. While they were growing, I hatched another to keep me sane. The year is 1995. I… Continue reading Where Have You Been?
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Smug Comes in All Colors…
Evidently, Sia had a baby. She named the baby Somersault. No word on how the baby feels about an acrobatic toddler move as a moniker. Yes, I can make fun. I'm smug like that. I get a rush whenever news comes across the feed, and I say, "Who the hell is that?" Especially when the… Continue reading Smug Comes in All Colors…
Girlfriends Are Gold…
A birth anniversary showed itself on the calendar of life. Middle Chicken said, "Be at my house at 1. And wear a cute dress." I arrive at the appointed time, wearing a cute dress. I wish I'd gone for the beige pumps with a diagonal strap instead of super cute flats. You'll see why. Knock,… Continue reading Girlfriends Are Gold…
Getting Tossed In The Moat…
Once upon a time, there was a girl who wrote stories. She weaved words together for others. She lived a happy life. Cancer cratered some dreams and she went corporate. Each and every day her soul shriveled a bit. She became hard and brittle. Climbing the ladder with another girl's heels kicking you in the… Continue reading Getting Tossed In The Moat…
Does It Reflect You?…
One of the Dolls passing through comments on my little home office. "Ooh is this where the magic happens?" We laugh, but later I consider, what does a Duchess Doll need in her work area? Mine, where my brain comes to explode, is of a personal nature. For instance, always in my sight line is… Continue reading Does It Reflect You?…
The Pen Is Mightier Than Your Job…
1:24 PM...Twenty-seven days and counting until Amour moves to Duchess Diaries... Well, well, well. Some see The Duchess Diaries as merely a bit of fluff at day's end. Throw in some fashion sport, a little gossip, mix in our beloved snark and obsession with pointy toe pumps and that's the whole of it, right? Not so fast… Continue reading The Pen Is Mightier Than Your Job…
Exhausted By A Book…Oh My
9:48 PM All people who work with The Fixer have homework. One chick had to go shopping, find accessories and buy some dresses. Bitch. I want that assignment. Me, I frustratingly fiddle with a new website and read books. My taste in books runs toward the classics, a big batch of nonfiction and fiction when… Continue reading Exhausted By A Book…Oh My
The Bitch is Back
A public twitter reprimand can piss a girl off. That girl might be me. I may have been admonished, publicly, in the twittersphere, by an agent. I may have turned a shade of scarlet at the rebuke, but girlfriend does not fully realize with whom she's messed. She dissed a widow. We are a group… Continue reading The Bitch is Back
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