Bitter Wives Club

I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook. I mean it’s pretty great for stealthy stalking of old boyfriends and crushes.  And no matter how many times someone sends a link saying “click this” to some stupid application, they really haven’t figured out how to track how many times a person views your page.  Also, keeping [...]

So friends, I have a very exciting announcement to make.  I have discovered that… *drum roll please* Little bear is not a homosexual.  Let me point out ONCE MORE that I do not have a problem with homosexuality and I adore gay men (especially the one that made my hair look fabulous today), but lets [...]

I have these new neighbors down the street that moved in a few months ago.  They are two guys, about 22 years old.  They are nice guys, they act like they’re in high school, but nice nonetheless.  So every now and then they text me to say hi and see what’s going on and ask [...]

…or, why Tyra can kiss my fat ass. I have this incredible, seething hatred for Tyra Banks. It’s pretty much a wasted hatred seeing as how I’ll never meet her or have a personal relationship with her. I just can’t help it. Yet, I continue to punish myself by watching every fucking cycle of ANTM. [...]

So, as you all know (unless of course this is the first post you’ve ever read in which case I would advice you to start from the beginning… or not) I am a military wife.  All services are different, but for my husband’s job it means long frequent deployments. When we first got married my [...]

As most of you know, El Diablo and I recently bought a new house. And as things go with us, pretty much everything that could have gone wrong did. I had a 102° fever the day of closing. Our title agent had jury duty or some shit on our closing date, so we had to [...]

Little kids speech impedements are always funny to me.  Mostly because they’ll likely grow out of them but while they exist, are embarassing as shit to their parents. My friend KJ’s little man was, for years, unable to say the “tr” sound, and instead replaced it with an “f” sound.  Whenever they would see a [...]

Am I the only person on the planet that could care less about New Year’s eve?  Am I the only person who does not have the desire to wait in line in a skanky dress and pay a $20 cover to stand in a bar, waiting forever for a drink and yelling at the top [...]