That’s Not My Name

When I was married, I changed my surname to match my husband’s. I will never, ever do it again (if I ever decide to marry again, which is another subject). I suppose I did it because we had gotten married on a whim, and I wanted to prove to him […]

Saturday Night Gas Fest

*TMI ALERT* *TMI ALERT* *TMI ALERT* Warning: if you are sensitive about TMI, particularly TMI about bodily functions, stop reading now. Proceed at your own risk. And if you are grossed out or offended, too bad, bitches. I warned you. *** Have you ever been on a date when you […]

The One That Got Away Got Married

I was stalking exes on Facebook the other night – something I rarely do. I especially make it a point to not look at one particular ex’s profile, because I know it generally amounts to no good. But I was feeling masochistic and was waxing blue anyway, so I went […]