**POSTING THIS TODAY, A DAY EARLY, ‘CUZ I’LL BE ON THE ROAD TOMORROW. APOLOGIES TO WICKED FOR GETTING ALL UP IN YOUR GRILL.** Darlin’s and my beginnings are an interesting tale. The one sentence summary is: we were both somewhat rootless when we met, but our long distance communications did eventually segue into marriage-with-child. Well,…
Category: Wonder Women Posts
I Wonder What We Should Write About Next?
I wonder . . . what happened to FFAF? (I hadn’t seen one in a while, so I leap forth with this, a topic brainstorm) what beauty product I couldn’t live without? if I’ll ever get a(nother) tattoo, and if so, what and why? if __________ ever knew about ___________? (e.g. my hunky high school…
I’ve Been Here Before
This I Wonder sounded very familiar to me. “We’ve done this before -” I thought. I scanned through the archives (and got hung up for quite a while, re-enjoying our old posts! We are some good writers, yo!) And found it – a FFAF of mine from last August, which explains why I was the…
Just Take Em Out Back and Shoot Em
When one lives in the pseudo ghetto (or rather, on the edge of the pseudo ghetto), one must put up with many things. Like waiting for the dozen cars departing en masse from the drug dealer house, before one can continue through the stop sign. Or running sans headphones, so one can listen for the…
Who Knows Me Best?
My husband. Now gotta go wash up after a poop explosion.