A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
I knew the internet would be the death of me sooner or later, but I didn’t think I’d be around to find out about it… Confused yet? Yeah, so am I. Click this link, type in Debbie and check out result number 11. The link directs you to my site, but the description is in …
I am not jealous of Jennifer Garner. I’m not. It’s absurd to suggest such a thing, because it couldn’t possibly be any further from the truth. But, when I get into the meat of this post, you may be tempted to think I am just some jealous wife whose husband jerks off to Alias once …
The benefits of insomnia are as follows: I can’t think of any. I’m too tired.
If you write about politics and I don’t comment, it doesn’t necessarily mean I disagree with you. Sometimes it just means I’m on sensory overload in that area, and I’m about to blow my proverbial top. So, knowing that if I comment at all, it’s going to end up being a long-winded rant, peppered with …
I don’t remember where I got this originally, but I’m sure I had to double it in order to feed my huge extended family. Point is, I know this recipe can be halved if it seems like way too much for your needs. Ingredients: 12 potatoes, boiled with the skins on, then peeled and diced …
This subservient chicken link made me feel dirty all over. Thanks to Dayment for weirding me out…