My husband asked me to go up in the attic today. I thought he had some “spice up the marriage” ideas. Doesn’t the phrase, “and then he had his way with me amongst the rafters” sound awesome to you? Turns out I wasn’t going up there with him, but rather, instead of him. Apparently he […]
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Duct Duct Juice
Junk mail pisses me off, unless it suits me. I thumb through the thirty-some-odd coupons in that blue direct mail envelope that arrives every Wednesday, ignoring all the plastic surgery and dry cleaning ads, and once in a great while a gem is revealed. The recent remodeling in my condo seems to have created a […]




