When CVS Has Mom’s Bipolar Meds On Back Order

Poor Dad. When Mom’s off her mental meds, he’s on the receiving end of her crazy. Sometimes it’s diluted Coke or the cold poke of an unwarranted hose spray. Either way, Mom’s a handful with a devilish grin. Shouldn’t she be grateful Dad’s kept so fit, in spite of sipping soda? He’s still got aContinue reading “When CVS Has Mom’s Bipolar Meds On Back Order”

heard it from a friend who heard it from a friend who

Sometimes when infatuation spills out of you so effusively that you can’t hold your dimples in, you just need your bestie to have your back, and go tell it on the mountain–or go tell the bestie of your crush that you think he’s the most. Then he can relay the information. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.Continue reading “heard it from a friend who heard it from a friend who”

This Sprite Is Tight But Randy Is Dandy

Who needs a carbonated beverage when hot and hunky Randy is only a meter away, and his Chanel Pour Monsieur is wafting toward you on the wings of love, mingled with the musky scent of teen athlete? Focus, Joyce, or you’ll drop your pom. Hormones are high all around. Looks like she’s got designs onContinue reading “This Sprite Is Tight But Randy Is Dandy”

Getting Some Alone Time With The Scarecrow He Made 30 Minutes Ago

We came across this fellow yesterday at a fall fest, chilling with a scarecrow he’d just stuffed. Can’t really tell a gender on a it, but the bag over its head gave it the appearance of cat ears. Conversation was minimal. No choruses of “If I Only Had A Brain.” Later, a beanie-donning warlock cameContinue reading “Getting Some Alone Time With The Scarecrow He Made 30 Minutes Ago”