So what do slam clickers, Laughlin, Nevada, and Bob the singing pilot all have in common? Not much. But I’m determined to link them all…
See that guy over there, the tan one wearing the white shirt with the long brown feathered hair. The first time I saw that guy…
And the Jews were gone. That’s what I read when I glanced over The Husband’s shoulder to see what could make his thumbs type so…
Azienda Oleicola Deoli Abruzzi, that’s what it reads on the most amazing bottle of olive oil I’ve ever had the pleasure to taste. At least…
Last night my husband made love. To a man. And I watched. The whole thing. From the bed. As the two of them went at…
First computers and shoes, then liquids and gels, and now nipple rings – they must all be removed before walking through security. Even if the…
Last month I found myself sitting at gate 5, waiting for the flight to Dallas, eating a cheese sandwich (from Cosi of course), while simultaneously…
A few weeks ago, after a long day at work, my husband walked into the kitchen and dropped his briefcase on the floor, his tired…
WRITING RULE #1: DO NOT ALLOW FAMILY TO READ WHAT YOU WRITE. The other day I was on my way home from the mall when…
Yes, I travel for a living, but not nearly as much as The Husband. The man flew over 100,000 miles last year alone. Remember, we…