A Promise Is Not a Shirt
I hate to admit it, but I’ve gained some weight. I know, I know. You look at my physique and can’t believe it. Big, dramatic sigh. It’s...
Pity Party Guest List
The girls and I love to throw parties, whether it’s a themed extravaganza with fifty plus guests or a more intimate gathering with our...
My Mobile Office
We have been in our current home for three years and during that time I have been able to have a room designated solely for my office on...
Procrastinating, Yet Productive
I was supposed to be writing, but I just could not make the words flow from my pen. I know what they say. You’re supposed to sit down and...
The Bully We All Face
I know quite a bit about bullies. Through my growing up years we had a give and take relationship. They gave me shit every day and I...
The Rising Star Fell
We walked into Pat O’Brien’s after only receiving an hour and a half notice that “Why, yes, we can accommodate your group of thirty. We...
City Walk Messing
We never do anything small, whether it’s a family event or a get-together with friends. Even a small barbecue in the backyard turns into...
The Cabin Itch
If you’ve been reading The Mess for the past three weeks, then you are well aware that my family recently took a trip to the Pigeon...
It's Snowing
When I was in tenth grade my family suffered the great exodus north. We packed our house, our belongings stuffed into boxes, and moved...
American Owned
Sunday was supposed to be our day of relaxation. We wanted to do nothing except lounge around the cabin playing pool, reading, or...
