RouletteWeekend

I didn’t talk to Flea Market Guy all weekend. Not since I pulled up to his place Friday evening and saw his ex girlfriend in the passenger seat of his truck. She was “helping him move.” He had to put his stuff in storage because the alcohol had caused him to lose his motivation for Read more

When the next girl comes along, I hope you make her feel like she matters.  I hope you remember all the things that you like about her and tell her often.  When the next girl comes along, I hope when she looks at you like you would never do her wrong, that you choose every Read more

I filled my tank up with gas not planning on going anywhere, but as luck would have it, I apparently got the gas with the water in it or something because my car immediately started hesitating. I went to Auto Zone and grabbed some gas treatment and added it to my car. Then I decided Read more

So I woke up an emotional wreck yesterday and tried my damnedest to do something for myself. By myself. So I went to my favorite restaurant. The Tomato Head. I got a booth so I could sit by myself and write. It would have gone in a totally different direction had I not opted for Read more

Flea Market Guy (FMG) and I have broken up. Again and likely for good this time. It’s been almost a year of ups and downs for us. Mostly me trying to stay up while I watch him slide down in the bottom of a bottle. Being the “fixer,” I kept trying to give him suggestions Read more

I woke up 2 days ago with a shooting pain in my ear. I’m not one who is prone to ear infections. Maybe I’ve had swimmer’s ear a time or two when I decide to live in the water for the summer, but that has not been the case this summer. The only thing I Read more