My Life 15/22

The Mess That Is Me

I love accents. Who doesn’t, right? I have to be careful, however, because when I’m talking to someone with a strong accent, I have a...

It’s a chore I truly detest, cleaning out the garage. There are tubs for everything from holiday decorations to party supplies to...

I despise heights. Some may see this as an irrational fear, and perhaps they’re right, but ridiculous or not, it freezes me up. It’s...

“Bobby says that Santa’s not real.” We were in the car heading towards the bridge, going beachside for some odd reason. “He says it’s...

I was doing well. My pants were coming down - in size that is - and I moved up a couple of holes in my belt. I was losing weight. Not...

At the beginning of this week, I mentioned how we bought stockings for new family members. Now the significant others of our children...

I have a confession to make. As much as I love this time of year with its Christmas music and festive lights, I’m finding it hard to get...

My neighbors have pissed me off. They don’t know it, of course. They were just going about their business, doing things their way, and...

I give up. I mean, I was really looking forward to just a couple of hours of peace and quiet in order to finish the final chapter of...

I actually liked her. She was cute and bubbly and kept Edwin on his toes. I had spent some time getting to know Regina Coldwell and she...