Talkin’ Dirty

Ever seen this? Yeah me too.   I will readily admit my giggle of delight the first time I saw it referencing Jersey girl 'tude.  Since then I have seen it applied to every, and I do mean every person. Wait!  I'm not done yet.  Every person...and I've seen it for every ethnicity, sports team, hobby, city, state, … Continue reading Talkin’ Dirty

I Got Your Plate Right Here…..

I fancy myself a great cook.  I know this because my friends call me the Barefoot Contessa who talks smack.  I perpetually subject my loved ones to untested recipes demanding to know their thoughts and whether they actually saw Jesus while taking their first bite.  If not responded to quickly enough, I say things like … Continue reading I Got Your Plate Right Here…..


I Learned the Definition of Irony Yesterday

I have this thing with's kind of my religion.  I'm not disparaging the big guy or any faith or house of worship, but my go to solace is music.  My go to inspiration is music.  My go to rage queller is music.  My happy place is music.  My inner soundtrack rocks by the way; it's … Continue reading I Learned the Definition of Irony Yesterday

Except For That French Judge…

I was always the kid that got into trouble whether it was deserved or not. Why?  Because of my complexion.  I turn red at the drop of a hat and have always had authority issues and a guilty conscience.  Everything was my fault.  Not because in actuality it was, but because in my head I … Continue reading Except For That French Judge…