RouletteWeekend

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  • The Great Toilet Paper Debate

    I keep repeatedly having to defend myself to my teenage son about my choice of toilet paper. We keep going around and around again because I say it doesn’t matter. I don’t mind the thin school-like cheap toilet paper that takes a month to use. He likes soft comfy Charmin kissing his bum. So every Read more

  • My Money Tree Was Struck by Lightning

    I’m not good with money. I never have been. I usually blame it on poverty. It’s hard to be good with money when you are always having to pinch and stretch to make it until the next pay day. But that’s just an excuse like eating three plates of food on Thanksgiving. I’m better than Read more

  • I Don’t Know How to Start a Revolution

    I don’t usually have a clear plan when I decide to write something. I just try to do it every day so I don’t get rusty. I try to keep things light most of the time, but sometimes life gets heavy and you have to be serious. I didn’t have a single thing to write Read more

  • A Series of….Fortunate Events

    Today was a pretty damn good day. A few things happened. Thing one: I started my new job today at a granite fabrication and installation shop. So if you are in/near/around Knoxville and would like some beautiful granite countertops, let me know. Like I said, I started the new job today. I basically walked into Read more

  • Another Job Bites the Dust

    If you remember my earlier blog about the job situation, there has been a series of events since that day. I would give you the short version, but it basically goes like, “I quit my job today.” The long version goes more like this. After I wrote the District Manager about my disgruntledness (is that word?) and Read more

  • Ten Steps to Having Sex with Me Again *

    Sex. Contrary to the popular belief that men love sex and women, eh, not so much, we, women, love sex just as much as the next guy….assuming the man knows what he is doing. Some of us even love it more than the next guy and are givers. To a fault. Maybe we like sucking Read more