Read at your own risk

Warning: this blog post may offend the prudish.  When I removed my emotional hurricane shutters after the marriage-break-up-career-debarcle tornado swept through my life, it had an unexpectedly X-rated effect on my social life. People started telling me their sex confessions. I was innocently sipping chardy in a bar and someone announced she'd been in a... Continue Reading →

Am I a fool?

You know how 10 minutes is never enough at parent-teacher interviews? Well I just got three whole hours! Remember how the youngest's teacher came to watch her compete at the State Skipping Championships? Well, it meant we had LOTS of time to chitter chat. Mrs C loves my little pook-a-looka. She said she's going to... Continue Reading →

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