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.
Just before I sat down to blog today, I had to grab a cup of coffee. Usually we have half n half on hand but not today! I was (as any coffee addict would) about to have a panic attack. Then I spied a half gallon of fat free milk. Winner Winner! Until I noticed… Continue reading Midlife and Expiration Dates
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….
Born and raised in North Carolina, I have always been proud to be a southerner. But being “southern” often brings up negative thoughts. Not all of us have a confederate flag hanging from the porch, or have gun racks in the back of the truck windows. So hear me out as I try to give… Continue reading Raised Southern-“Corn Bred”
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