Trigger Warning: This is satire. I do have a soul and compassion and empathy. But I will fight you if you start hate in the comments. Since I can’t get away from this topic no matter where I go, I thought I’d start a conversation on the beer Coronavirus. (Corona Beer is so mad right… Continue reading I Guess It’s Time to Talk About the Coronavirus (Covid-19) or Beer Virus..
As a blogger, I often want to write about current situations. Especially when someone pisses me off. I have written posts that would humble a drunken sailor, but then I start to feel bad and delete it. I know if I just had the balls (golden ovaries) to actually post one of these rage posts… Continue reading Rage Writing So You Don’t Slap Anyone And Go To Prison.
I took some time this weekend to get away with Chris, aka Big Daddy. Thing 2 had a lacrosse game in SC but it got canceled. Didn’t want to lose our money on the reservations so we used the time as a mini vacation. (Highly recommend mini vacas) We spent the time shopping, eating some… Continue reading People Watching in South Carolina
I spent the morning concocting homemade salsa for my famous fish tacos. After chopping up tomatoes, peppers and a portion of my left thumb, all that stood between me and an Iron Chef award was cheese. Sighing, I threw on my lawn-mowing shoes from the garage steps and resigned myself to that special hell known… Continue reading Just Running to the Store – Guest Post by Sherry Stanfa-Stanley
Trigger Warning: If you are offended easily, you might want to prepare yourself! This post is written by our new Admin on our FB page, DC Stanfa! More about her at the end of her post. My affinity for catching a good buzz while semi-incognito may have been rooted in high school Halloween parties, but… Continue reading Guest Post! ‘I’ve Got Friends in Red Dresses’
You’ve all heard the traditional story of ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas, now read Midlife Margarita’s version: ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas and all through the house, a mom was found sleeping soundly on her couch. The stockings were empty and the tree leaned on the stairs, St. Nick would have to be quiet to… Continue reading Midlife Margaritas Version of ‘Twas The Night Before….
Every year on the first of December, I get my first Christmas card. And I always feel such shame. I used to be so good with getting mine out to family and friends on time and actually before the holidays. Not anymore. I can’t remember to get my family together to take a Christmas picture… Continue reading Christmas Letters and Why We Love to Hate Them