• Sometimes I Pay to Be Duped

    Sometimes I Pay to Be Duped

    Every now and again, something happens that makes me think the universe is giving me signs. Today, I got a message on Instagram from a “psychic” telling me that my aura is amazing and she would love to give me a reading. And for today only, they are on sale. I was intrigued. I’ve been Read more

  • A Dead Guy, Turkey Feet and Two Horses

    A Dead Guy, Turkey Feet and Two Horses

    Flea Market Guy and I had a pretty laid back weekend despite him having to work. Sometimes he gets overwhelmed with the amount of work his business is getting so I try to be a light and just encourage him to be thankful that he’s not punching a clock and working for some idiot who Read more

  • One Woman’s Trash is Another Woman’s Boyfriend – An Almost Love Story….

    One Woman’s Trash is Another Woman’s Boyfriend – An Almost Love Story….

    I got to go with Flea Market Guy on a job today. He has gotten into real estate and property preservation and every now and again, I get to leave the comfort of our house to go help with a project. A couple of weeks ago, I helped put up some signs for an auction. Read more

  • I Was Taught Rape Prevention in Health Class

    I Was Taught Rape Prevention in Health Class

    I read a twitter feed today from a man who said a random woman just walked up to him and gave him a hug while whispering in his ear that three men were following her and she needed help. The man goes on to tell the story of how he walked her 3 blocks to Read more

  • No More Kissing Fish

    No More Kissing Fish

    I am not what you would call an avid fish lover. Or even a good aquarium owner. I inherited a tank about 6 or 7 years ago. I got a bunch of fish that included some gouramis. As it turns out, gouramis are pretty hearty fish. I got two different kinds. One was a pink Read more

  • What’s a Mom to Do?

    What’s a Mom to Do?

    I love the sound of the rain as it angrily beats on the window. It’s really calming to me. On the other side of that coin, I’m not so much a fan of the sound of the calm breaths coming from my teenage sons room at 10 in the morning reminding me that he is Read more