Here is a comma , Here is an apostrophe ‘ One goes at the end of a word (example: “Elaine, you should stick to lurking and avoid commenting in blogs.”) One goes up in the middle of words such as can’t, don’t, and shouldn’t. (Someday I will giggle about this. When does that Eternal Sunshine of the…
Category: Elsewhere on the Internet
Stepmonster
In the middle of all the drama with The Boy I decided to hunt up a message board support group for stepmothers. I found one and I’ve been lurking there a few weeks now. What I read really depresses me. Either A) The stepmother and her husband have 100% custody of the kid(s), which makes…
whaaaa?
Why did traffic on the ole Blog go all the way to 28 (yeah, don’t laugh! My traffic is quiet since you can’t Google me anymore) on 3/23? I mean, that was the day after the day I turned old 30. Did someone have an itchy blog surfing finger? As far as I can tell,…
oh, sheet
I forgot to write that the lemon juice totally worked perfectly and the sheet is as clean as a whistle (whatever that means). We are sleeping on it this week and so far we haven’t contracted the Black Death. I am a super genius. Thank you, Internet!
Because, sometimes,
there is nothing funnier than cat pictures with hilarious captions (and I am not even joking!), I present these to you: Cheeseburger? and this one is little harder to navigate but tends to be freaking hysterical (check out the picture that’s second from the bottom). Yes, folks, it’s become so lame around here that I’m now posting links to funny…
dag nabbit
I can’t believe that Duke and Notre Dame are out of the NCAA Men’s Basketball tournament. I had them each going for at least one more round in the bracket I filled out online.
Correction
Sharon Stone did not say that Travis Tritt tasted like a dirt sandwich. She instead said that Dwight Yoakam was as appealing as a dirt sandwich. I have quoted the former story for years and I regret the error. However, having just heard Mr. Yoakam’s version of The Clash’s Train in Vain (a/k/a Stand By…
damn you, Internets…
So I’m websurfing – it’s the weekend (3 day weekend, WOO WOO) and that’s just how I am. I see a pretty dress on someone’s blog ad (RockStar Mommy? Maybe) and it catches my eye. Now I can’t stop staring at them all. So pretty. So clean, so…in my size! When was the last time…
Must Stop Googling…
Blech. Must stop Googling. Now I feel dirty plus I have a Google headache (like an ice cream headache).
Someone…
got here by searching for “untreated liver cancer.” I know you’ll never make it back to my blog, but I’m going to say this, just to have it out there in the world: I am so, so sorry.