damnitkaren
DamnitKaren
damnitkaren

I was in a terrible marriage. I knew I never should have gotten married to him, but I was 25, we were already living together, and I was laid off during our engagement. He was 29 and fully financially supported me, along with getting a couple loans/handouts from his well-off parents. We got married, I got a new job,

As someone born, raised and still living in Minnesota... we’re sorry for whatever happened to you? I hope your hatred of our region stems just from the cold winter temps and grandmothers pushing Jell-O as a dessert, and doesn’t extend to the Midwesterners as a people. Cause we’re not all that bad...

PERSONAL AMY GRANT STORY ALERT

I cried while being offered a new position at my company. To be our owner/CEO’s executive assistant. In front of him as well as our COO. And they weren’t happy tears. Oy.

I work in the Minneapolis ad community* and this story has ripped through us like a tornado these past months. If you haven't already, I highly suggest you check out Nora's blog. It will make you cry but it will also make you laugh more than you could ever think. And sometimes that's just what you need. Real talk and

His name is Obie (short for the Obese Dachshund). He was originally owned by an elderly couple who showed him love through food. Too much love. He was taken in by a woman and put on a weight loss plan. I am not ashamed to say I followed his weight loss journey and almost cried when he had the surgery to remove all the