Where Is The Hate Mail? Where is the Challenge?

Dissenting comments are not what they used to be. Since I slowed down with the World Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom Michelle Obama posts (due to extreme barfitude) the hate mail has become a disappointing trickle. Still, I take what I can get. Today a very mild comment flattering to MOO was left in…

I Missed Blogging But Not Enough To Lose Sleep Over It

I was busy this week and didn’t have a chance to express my blog opinion about the president’s TV appearances. Man, what a crybaby bullshitter. Man, was he orange. He doesn’t look so good lately. I don’t think the handlers changed the make-up, I think his base color changed. Also, how do you like this?…

When The Weeds Are Higher Than The Roses

It’s 7:30am and I’m still out on the deck. I’m delighted to report that the weather is not so humidly oppressive as to drive me back inside as it has been for the last – I can’t remember how long. Gawd, you should see the weeds around here. I can’t pull the weeds anymore because…

Another Sad Goodbye

A stupid tree couldn’t take the heat anymore and came crashing down on my hosta bed, the centerpiece of which was my bird bath in the style of a tree trunk. It was a birthday present from my children to mark my 40th birthday. I loved it so much – I can’t believe I can’t…

Oh Hillary, You Are Breaking My Heart

The other day, I saw this photo at Michelle Obama’s Mirror. It was at the end of an image-intensive post that featured five full-sized and uncensored photographs of World Famous Fashion Icon and Busy Mom™ Michelle Obama’s grody armpits. This image is so disturbing that I haven’t give a second thought to the First Pits…