Whatever, Biatch…
Women are such bitches.
I am struggling with the art of forgiveness. Why is being forgiving and gracious the right or politically correct thing to do?
My patience lessons never registered and with my gene pool, it is not innate. My attempts to channel patience have gone unfulfilled.
The Self-Realization Center. I am not making this up. I need to self-realize so I took my sacred ass to The Self-Realization Fellowship Lake Shrine down the road from […]
Ever feel as if you just want to be alone, preferably on a tropical island?!
I always thought that the stress of a New York Giants game would kill me, but I think driving in Los Angeles will lead to my demise. I have definitely […]
Show me the money. Demands to finally put a woman on paper currency have been met.
Skylight showered me with darkness. Broadway should provide joy, entertainment and passion. Passion on stage not at the ticket window.
I wrestle with stereotypes and feel vaguely schizophrenic. To quote Popeye..”I am what I am”…I am a very independent, liberated woman as well as a mother and housewife.
Every night for six months I have to scrub my bathrooms. Add sanitation engineer to my resume.