Tag Archive | fun


My house is the party house.  I’ve long accepted its designation as such.  With Southern roots come certain responsibilities.  We cook edible meals.  We are expectant of chivalry.  And we are at all times hospitable to strangers in our home.  Should we find ourselves in a predicament where someone who is less than charming invades […]

Improving on Perfection

Until an hour ago I was having a half-azz kinda sh*tty day.  I did all the obligatory self-talky talk encouragement stuff.  I even shared the circumstances of my funk with a friend because I knew he would help me look on the bright side.  Don’t you just love those friends?  Get this.  I even hugged […]