Dear Kim, It’s me…your Pampered Chef Pizza Stone. I’m writing on behalf of all of your cook and bakeware that you packed away weeks ago in preparation for your impending move. Which is two weeks from today, by the way….
Menstrua returns
Holy crap! What are you doing up at this hour? (withering sigh) Well…I was out sick today. The Evil Goddess Menstrua kicked a hole in my gut while simultaneously pounding my head with a mallet and making me speak in…
My shame
The Scene: An unloved, overfilled suburban apartment. A striking blond woman sits crouched in the corner, hidden by shadows. She clutches a cordless phone in her hands and furtively dials a number. She places the phone to her ear for…
Back to the gym
I’ve been a bit mum about it, but I’m hitting the gym 3x a week again. Mom and I have been going and doing 30 minutes on the treadmill each time. Plus my stomach crunches and assisted chin ups. I…
Dermatology
I love my dermatologist. Yeah. You don’t hear that much. But I really do. Doc received his medicine degree in 1966 — 6 years before I made my entrance. He greets me with a “Kim! How’s my girl been?” The…
$ecret$
Holy CRAP whadda day! I really don’t want to $ay anything outright, becau$e I know people from work read thi$, and the$e thing$ are $uppo$ed to be per$onal. Let’$ ju$t $ay that with the hou$e thing happening, thi$ occurance (which…
