Add a wallet chain, and it’s uncanny.

I’m afraid I judge any relationship which inspires “my kids were taken away, but it’s worth it."

Scary Fonzie, definitely.

Wheee!

Let us be king of the world.

That pretty much sums him up. And me. And us.

My husband wants “Happy Trails to You” (until we meet again.) I guess that’s sweet.

Ugh. I only have to deal with the horror of neighbors I used to think were good people, stumping for Trump. Not relatives, thank goodness.

I didn’t realize this was a new blog when I posted, so my comment showing up grey momentarily froze me in disproportionate-to-circumstances shock.

I have yet to see this movie. So I guess I’m that tape that was left in the scorching hot car trunk, even though the rental agreement clearly prohibits it.

That’s a good attitude!

“Eastwood” is synonymous with “candy-ass”, in my lexicon.

I am now equal parts delighted to have read about Chelsea, and relieved not to know her.

I adore black and white movies, and books about the stars of them, in black ink on white pages.

Whoa. Gwen Stefani was the original Kardashian.

Hateful ass alert. Don’t click the pictures.

Ha, this is a fabulous admission.

Oh dear. I’m sorry for your loss.

Beautiful! I especially like the unicorn dress. The collar and pocket detail is great.

I’m so sorry. I hope it helps to know you are doing the best you can for your pup. You absolutely are.