Extreme Caution Advised

My breasts are sore. And not in that great night of passion and the soreness brings a smile to your face the next day when you think of it kind of sore. I wish. No, my breasts are sore for no good reason. No good reason at all. If that wasn’t bad enough, my face…

Completely Lost

I locked myself out of my jeep the other night. Or at least I thought I did. I had gone to pick up a few things from an event and returned to the dining hall to put the stuff away. Everyone else had already left for the day, so I locked up the building and…

FOMO

Fomo. You would hear that word being said quite a bit around our office if you happened to drop by. It means “fear of missing out”, but you probably already knew that. New words and phrases have usually hit their peak and are no longer cool by the time I start hearing them. I promised…

I’m Not Lying. I Swear.

Are you a good liar? How do you tell when someone is lying? Those are two more of Joey’s seventy-eight questions to me. The first question is an easy one. The answer is no. I’m not a good liar. Of course, those of you who don’t know me that well yet can’t be sure if…

Don’t Judge Me On This One

I had a little Jeep Wrangler when I owned Mama’s Dessert Kitchen. It was painted with zebra stripes, and had pink and lime green Mama’s Dessert Kitchen signs on the doors. It was really cute. My girls and I made all our deliveries and ran our errands in it, and it was great for advertising…