I really like their current show “America’s Most Desperate Kitchens,” except that it’s only 30 minutes. I could look at Anthony all day. I think it will be my binge this afternoon. Maybe it’s because I’m a city girl, but the use of reclaimed wood in the kitchen freaks me out a little. Bugs are in old wood.

I don’t know if it’s a better home improvement show, but those Kitchen Cousins sure are nice to look at. And I like the work they do.

OMG! Where are the sleeves? Every single thing I love from ANY website has no sleeves. I have fat arms, I have FLAPS of FAT. I need sleeves. Not a cap sleeve . . . an honest to my God sleeve.

I so relate to you. My husband passed away 8 months ago and coming home to our empty house every day KILLS me. All I can say is (and I’m not being mean AT ALL) is you have a hub that you see 3 evenings a week. Enjoy that time and make the most of it.

Last time I was in Lane Bryant I was looking for a plain white shirt. I tearfully explained to the salesperson what I was looking for (it was for my mother’s funeral) and she brought me every single sequined, floral, bedazzled shirt they had in the store. Does funeral sound like disco to some people?

Back in ‘72 an agency sent me on two interviews on the same day. Next day I was told one place said I had the worst I don’t give a shit attitude they ever saw. The other place said I had the BEST I don’t give a shit attitude they ever saw. I ended up working at other place for 15 years. And it wasn’t even that I…

Christian Brothers and Coke. An old lady highball. Perfect for sitting in the a/c on a 100 degree evening

When I gave birth in 1983, I had a choice of smoking/non smoking hospital room! You better believe I opted for the smoking room. After 9 months of abstinence, all I wanted was a Kool and a glass of wine.

When I was in hospital after surgery a few years ago they put me on the nicotine patch and I dreamt Michael Jordan (the basketball one) called me and asked me to find his mother’s telephone number. I was like Michael I can’t I’m in the hospital and she’s your mom, you know her number. He goes no you get it, I can’t…

this doesn’t have a lot to do with story apart from the blaming part. My husband died Sunday morning after a 3 year battle with Stage 4 colon cancer and a stroke that took his speech and paralyzed his right side. I took care of him myself, with help from my son, at home for all this time. I had him in the ER twice in…

Lynch is indeed an old Irish surname, but it is associated with the word lynch as we know it now.