The Impossible Winner….

  As usual, I am more than late in completing this task...but at least I am finally getting to it! I was (and am!) very excited to have been nominated by two fellow bloggers for The Versatile Blogger Award! Thank you so much to Wendy Weir, who writes the wonderful Greater Than Gravity blog, and also thank you …

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You Can Say ‘Toot’, But You Can Nevah, Evah Say the Word ‘Faht’, Jennifah, and I Mean It!

I lived the first fourteen years of my life in Greenville, South Carolina.  I lived most of the next 10 in Madison, Georgia, which is where I was born, and where my Mothah's family is from.  I have lived the past 21 years in Atlanta, Georgia.  Now, if  I'm not Southern, I'll kiss your ass.... …

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Mini Me and The Middle Child’s Cover of Trey Anastasio’s Cover of “Clint Eastwood” By The Gorillaz ;)

*My Facebook friends will have to pardon me for "double-dipping", but I wanted my WordPress friends to see this! 😉 Mini Me and The Middle Child decided to perform in their school's Talent Show together this year.  This would be their only opportunity to do so, with Mini Me graduating this year and The Middle Child, only an …

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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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The Prize at the End of The Cancer

One thing I failed to mention in my previous post is that during my hypothyroid state, my paranoia made me borderline on the ridiculous....

Won’t Start a Fight (Ha!) And I’m Not Your Captive, Turn Me Loose Tonight Cause I’m Radioactive…Radioactive….The C Word Part II

I was getting bombarded with a lot of technical information...all I could hear was "Cancer".....

The C Word part 1

...I was not a team player. Never have been a team player. I don't really like teams. I don't care for team work. I prefer to work alone, or maybe with one or two other people...

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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The Bell

  Today I un-decorated.  I hate un-decorating. Most years,  I have been known to cry, while un-decorating.  Not because I hate it that much, but because it means that Christmas is over, and now there is positively nothing to look forward to.  Thank God, and my doctor,  this year, my medications are working, and I am not dwelling in the despair of …

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