Archive for September, 2008

retail therapy

Monday, September 22nd, 2008

I went to the mall with my mom on Saturday. I’d had a very bad week, and was in desperate need of retail therapy. And underwear.
It was obviously meant to be because I found deal after awesome deal. In fact, one deal even found me. While I was standing in line with my stuff at [...]

open letter to hurricane ike

Thursday, September 11th, 2008

Dear Ike,
Who do you think you are? Coming straight for Texas, messing up people’s plans. Tomorrow, I was going to be leaving Dallas to drive back to CS where hubby is working on the house. I was going to get to see hubby, my parents, my dogs…but nooo. I can’t drive hubby’s sports car through [...]

disturbia

Tuesday, September 9th, 2008

In the last few years, there has been a disturbing trend that doesn’t seem to be dying off any time soon. It lurks in gated communities, Montessori schools, and SuperTargets across the nation. Perhaps it’s mixture of pregnancy hormones and Jamba Juice. Perhaps it’s a new way to “keep up with the Joneses.” One thing’s [...]

taxicab confessions

Wednesday, September 3rd, 2008

The Location - A taxicab on the Vegas strip.
The Driver - A disheveled man in his 50s, which makes the following even more surreal.
The Passengers - Me, Hubby, Hubby’s Cousin, Hubby’s Cousin’s Wife
(Soft music playing on the CD player)
Me: Hey, I recognize that. Isn’t that from the Titanic soundtrack?
Grizzled Cab Driver: Yes it is. This [...]