I like chocolate. I like it ... a lot. We’ve been seeing each other for a very long time now. As long as I can remember, actually. And, I’m not going to lie, it’s gotten pretty serious. Our relationship has truly been one of the greatest sources of warmth and joy, consistently, over ...
So, yesterday I finished my 52nd rotation of the sun. Started the old 53rd. It’s funny how, the older you get, the less you care about outwardly observing the day you made your big debut to the other humans, no? Well, that’s how it is for THIS human, anyway. I’d much rather celebrate ...
She had a decidedly off-center smile, partly due to that one jagged incisor that jutted out unceremoniously. I called it her snaggle tooth. But that was sort of the least of her worries, given that her oversized tongue NEVER FIT INTO HER MOUTH. Literally. The result? Her pie-hole rarely ...
Well, it’s upon us once again — that ridiculous date on which we are all forced, kicking and screaming, into “springing ahead.” Yep, it’s here already, people: crummy old daylight saving time day. AKA, the date on which we annually lose 86,400 seconds. BLECH. I’m not sure what ...
Remember that adage, “Cat got your tongue?” You know, it’s that little quip we shoot out at someone when they’re uncharacteristically quiet. Or more specifically, when they’re completely ignoring us, yo. It’s pretty much a low-key dig, yet the phrase is an oldie but a, well, ...
Well, it’s here. The day I’ve been dreading for exactly one year. It is the anniversary of the day my Pop died. Anniversary doesn’t seem like the right word to use, does it? That generally connotes happy feels, no? That ain’t any part of today, yo. It’s been, all at once, an ...
