People love bad news. They’ll rip it from its delicate wrapping like some sweet confection and devour it like they haven’t eaten in weeks. And they’ll gladly save you a piece, hoping you’ll take a bite big enough to choke on. But they never want to eat their own candy, of course. Bad news is … Continue reading While Atlanta was a Burnin’
I do. They're on my front porch. Including my own two, there are eight kids out there right now. The only reason they're not in my house is because I won't let them in. My two are welcome, of course. I've had this issue for years. It's gotten worse since moving here. My kids are always … Continue reading Do You Know Where Your Kids Are?
Seasonal affective disorder. It's here. It showed up around the end of November, I think. Just snuck right in without me noticing at first. I'm pretty sure it crawled in through a window one night when I was dead to the world, the sneaky bastard. It'll be here until March, at least. Talk about unwelcome visitors… The … Continue reading S.A.D.
This year, the option of trick or treat wasn't a luxury for me. On the afternoon of Halloween, I got one of the biggest tricks of my life. On my way to the DMV, a Ryder moving truck ran a stop sign and I ended up crashing into the cab of it head on. … Continue reading Nightmare on Elm Street
I know I've said it before… but I'm going to say it again — I hate winter. I loathe it with every ounce of my cellular existence. I happen to live in an area where January and February are ruthless bitches of winter's folly. Today happens to be a perfect example of why I bemoan … Continue reading Sunday Afternoon in Winter Hell
I never thought I'd admit it, but I have to say: I'm bored. The schools turned the rugrats out for the summer on June 1, and I haven't had a moment's peace since. I love my kids; I'd give them a kidney in a second's notice. Still, there are times when I'd just like a … Continue reading In the Pines