La Mère du Psycho: Break on Through

I had visited the grave of Jim Morrison on my first trip to Paris, 23 years ago. I had no idea that this time, I would be jumping a barricade to visit him again....

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Rochambeau

If, at any time, you and youah brothah cannot agree on 'when to pull the plug'.....

Daveed

I decided to brave The Earl to see Daveed Diggs (original Thomas Jefferson/Marquis de Lafayette in the musical Hamilton) and his band Clipping....Little did I know that I would be one of the oldest people in attendance....and the fact that I came as a Hamilton fan would make me stick out like a sore thumb....

Elvis Has Left the Building

We had to be at Belmont the next morning at a specified time. I can no longer remember what that specified time was, but sure as hell, we were running late.

Fifth Grade Cynic

I have been a cynic since the fifth grade.  In my opinion, I'm lucky I made it that far. I can pinpoint the exact moment that my life changed for the worse.  It was going so well.   We lived in a nice neighborhood.  We had a pool at our house.  We had a sauna in our …

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Bad Ass Certification Complete

  Yesterday, my husband had our car.  We are about to buy another car. That, in and of itself,  is a long story that I will not bore you with.  Let's just leave it at: yesterday, I was at home without a car. Yes,  I could have called a friend to take me, yet again, …

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Out of the Mouths of Babes: My First Time Speaking As A Writer/Blogger

It was a momentous day in my career as a writer, as that is what I call what I do, as opposed to being just a blogger.  Bloggers are writers!  We are writers who blog our writings. Anyway, back to my momentous day.... I was asked to come speak to The Baby's second grade class about creative writing and about writing my blog!  I was so excited. …

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Karma is a Bitch and I Mean It…..

I used to work with someone who cried a lot and was always in pain and was finally diagnosed with something the rest of us dubbed as complete and total bullshit, but our co-worker who had it, called it "Fibromyalgia".   This was in the early 2000's.  Fibromyalgia was a new thing.  There were a few …

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Don’t Ever Break Him

When I was pregnant with Mini Me, I was terrified that something would be terribly wrong with him--mostly because of all of the terrible things I had done during my very in-depth studies for my PhD in partying at the University of Georgia.  Of course I was not pregnant with Mini Me during these studies, but I …

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Talkin’ Bout the Car Wash…yeah yeah yeah yeah

  My stepsisters came to stay with us every other weekend, and it was something I had grown to look forward to.  I had lived for 15 years with only a brother, and found that I really liked these stepsisters  a lot--in fact, I grew to love them a lot over the years.  One of …

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