So, after breaking off a very shitty relationship (which I've vented about on here before), I've finally decided to reenter the world of online dating a couple of weeks ago.

I live in a TINY town, in a semi-rural area. I get that I'll likely run in to some people online that I've seen in other situations.

Here's my…

Thank you!!! I am one of those weenies. I *honestly* thought, as a child, mayo would kill me because I hated it so much.

Now, I know it won't really KILL me, but I'm still not going near the stuff if I have a choice.

Girl, keep your head up!!

I not-too-long-ago ended a TERRIBLY unhealthy relationship. It wasn't until I was hashing it all out with my mom, over wine, last weekend that I realized just how shitty and abusive he was (and I work in the domestic violence field - I should have seen the signs). He was manipulative and…

Pretty much the same here. Having all the feels right now.

As a former Catholic school kid who has qualms with a few aspects of my religion, but isn't ready to NOT be Catholic, let me just say:

Permission to use SFO in the future? LOVE it. Love.

I was (and still am) referred to as The Chameleon. If I stand next to my dad, I look a lot like him (face shape, hair/eye color). Next to my mom, I look like her (paler skin, freckles, eye shape, cheekbones, smile).

I don't think I look all that much like my brother, aside from natural hair and eye color, but people…

Where to START?

Probably with the cranberry-colored Sally Jesse Raphael specs I rocked way back in the 4th grade. WITH a she-mullet.

I feel pretty alone in my "I'm totally JACKED about getting older" thoughts. I mean, I'm sure I won't really feel JACKED about it all the time, but I really don't have any major qualms with getting older.

Then again, I've got some pretty kick-ass women in my family, and they only seem to get better with age. If…

Was having a pretty splendid day until I got home & read up on this shit storm brewing in the state I love dearly and call home. Now I just kind of feel like sulking & apologizing to everyone, everywhere.

I remember when this came out. I was in college, and relatively inexperienced in how the whole sensuality - not just blatant sexuality - thing worked.

This video drove home that point for me.

I wouldn't mind if she faded in to oblivion, either. (I realize the irony of this wish as I've commented on her shenanigans.)

My initial reaction was, "Why is that weird?!"

I'm a Wisconsinite through and through, complete with dairy farming and milk hauling in my family history. I guess it never goes away.

“At this time in my life, I need to stay focused on the positive to get through all of the negative that a DUI has caused in my life.”

I just. I can't. Melt. Um . . .*sigh*

I like Pharrell.

Balls. In high school, I was totally convinced I was a geek/nerd (small town, super smart, way way way too into band, choir, and theater (but behind the scenes - even nerdier!), despite being relatively well-liked amongst everyone, from all backgrounds (getting a little parens-heavy here, but I was then, as I am now,…

Oh, Amanda. Amanda, Amanda, Amanda. Please stop.

Not even gonna lie: I planned my Saturday night around this movie a few days ago. I kind of figured between ANS's actual life, and the way Lifetime just gets so ridiculous with some things, it should be a train wreck of sorts.

Thanks for the GREAT laugh as I start my work day! That imagery will forever be burned into my thoughts.