megandailey
Virginia Dentata
megandailey

It ain't just poor people of color - it's the poor AND people of color AND poor people of color.

At the age of eight, I rode the city bus - by myself - to school every morning and then was trusted to walk to the public library after school where I would (usually) go, finish my homework and then read for pleasure. Occasionally , if I had cobbled together a dollar or so, I would walk to Graziano's Pizza, eat a

Does it say something about me that that is exactly how I read it at first glance BECAUSE that's what it should read???

Pics of penguin?

wait.

Mr Dentata and I were joined in hole-y matrimony at the county courthouse (because pregnant and my papasan was batshit with wanting to invite the EVERYBODYS). Afterward, the whole flipping family demanded we register so they could send something. We ended up having to send out announcements (which my co-worker

Mine figured it out the same day he figured out walking - I WAS.NOT.READY (also, 8.5 mos preggers with son #2 and sooo sleep deprived). He opened the basement door and fell headlong down an entire flight of stairs. I cleared those stairs in no time getting to him.
After calming him down and feeling/looking for blood

is it okay that I really want Sophia and Joe to have a "leaked" sex tape?Also, how can we ensure that happens???

Can you FedEx one of those to me? Pretty please?

Men, this would make the following a MOST masculine of brags: "I went CRAZY at Hobby Lobby. By the time I was done with it, the scrapbooking section was nothing but confetti."

"Then Jennay dies and turns into a feather and THE WHOLE MOVIE STARTS OVER AGAIN FROM THE BEGINNING."

A well-rounded bakery that can ebb and flow with trends while still keeping the shelves stocked with amazing go-to favorites is always welcome.

Damn. I bought two cars from Holland Chevrolet.
I guess I need to let them know my next car will be bought somewhere else.

Christmas card photo OR FAIL!!!

OMG - if you tell me this all happened in Charleston, WV, I could A: tell you where this happened and B: name the creepster.

Math, wut???

When my kids graduate, I'm hoping they'll come up with something with similar tone.

jool-ree.

for all I know, it was an old pickle jar, still...

the graduating class before mine did a safe, funny and endearing prank: