Category Archives: Is it normal?

The Southerner started complaining about fleas in our house about a week ago.  I didn’t pay much attention to him since that’s kind of what I do when he complains about things that don’t affect me. Just because he’s a … Continue reading →

Well, my year of freak medical maladies continues.  Last night while attempting to shove a cardboard box into the outdoor trash bin, I sprained my left thumb.  My thumb! On my left hand! The one I write with.  I didn’t … Continue reading →

As in, literally, the Southerner and I have rashes under our armpits and other nefarious places right now. The Southerner went out of town last week and returned this Sunday with a small pimple-like bump under his left pit.  I … Continue reading →

During my divorce, I went to see a therapist.  I hadn’t been to a therapist in years, but I suddenly found myself in need of an objective listener since most people (but, not all) around me at the time were … Continue reading →

Me: Do you think it’s weird that every time I drive over the Tampa Bay bridge I envision my car careening over the side of it? What I would do if all of sudden my car was sinking to the … Continue reading →

Why did I have the best treadmill run of my life while watching Kim Kardashian’s wedding on E!? What are the psychological implications behind that?  Apparently, turning 31 means that I don’t have to pretend to be one of those … Continue reading →

Oh, Mike Judge, how can I thank you for bringing Beavis and Butthead back to life? Thank you for the countless hours I’ve had to endure this week of my normally mature boyfriend asking me if I want to see … Continue reading →

We just went to our local drugstore to purchase dandruff shampoo, vagisil, nicotine patches, and a plunger for the toilet I clogged last night. Just another super sexy day in our glamor-filled lives. As we were leaving the store, the Southerner … Continue reading →