There is a rule in our house that applies only to me. I am not allowed out unsupervised between the hours of 3 and 5 p.m. Basically from after school until dinner time. If I leave the house alone during those hours, odds are I might not come home. For whatever reason, my hypoglycemia kicks…
WARNING ADULT LANGUAGE IN THIS POST! I am this close… I give you fair warning – as I’m typing this I am stoned out of my gourd on extra-strength Tylenol. I took three. This may devolve into a rant. I am loopy beyond belief and STILL in pain. Shouldn’t a drug that advertises it ‘relieves…
So yesterday I spent a lot of time on my feet. A LOT. And those feet were in boots with heels. Not crazy-high heels, but high enough that when I stopped moving at the end of the day? I thought I might die. I’m pretty sure that the balls of my feet exploded. I might…
Okay, seriously. Acne? I am 44 frickin’ years of age! I shouldn’t be getting any. Peri-Menopause is wreaking havoc with my skin!! I mean, COME ON!!! I know my period’s coming, but I don’t need any extra facial detailing at present. It’s right beside my mouth – the size of… of… I want to say…
WARNING: THERE IS ADULT LANGUAGE/CONTENT IN THIS POST!! IF YOU DON’T BLANCH AT THE WORD ‘FUCK’ – FEEL FREE TO READ ON. IF YOU CAN’T SAY THE ‘F’ WORD – I’D STOP IF I WERE YOU. I’ve been brash, bodacious and lived with bravado most of my life. While in Theatre at the University of…
Meatloaf vs Meatloaf Rissa: “Is ‘Meatloaf’ – Meatloaf’s actual name?” David: “No, I don’t think so.” Rissa: “That’s good ’cause that would be really unfortunate – it would be like naming your kid brussels sprout or candlestick.” *** “Wait! Wait! You go to my room, but don’t go on the bed. Stand by the… stand…
While reading Wired this morning at breakfast, there was a photo for Marriott (EXPERIENCE the world of MARRIOTT!) with 40-somethings laughing and using an IPad to show how hip and ‘Now’ they are while enjoying glasses of red wine. Two gentlemen – one with a greying, well-groomed beard and another with trendy glasses + a…
I’m over there on the left… I am in stress-containment mode. Not for me, but for the other people in my house. The daughter. The husband. When did I become the sane one? As the parent of a 12 year-old daughter, there are certain instances when you find yourself treading very carefully. Last Thursday Rissa…
Two is so much better than one! Double the sports bra – 1/4 the bounce. Okay ladies. If you have ANY more than a B cup and you do ANY sort of exercise that has you moving faster than a saunter, you need to wear the appropriate sports bra. Hell, wear TWO sports bras. AT…
Previous post from Wednesday, July 18, 2012 Praise be to every deity in the universe!!! After a week of insomnia – I slept through the night!! Halle-freakin-lulljah!! (insert angels’ chorus here) There’s been a heat/humidity wave in Southern Ontario. A direct result of this is my morphing into the biggest belligerent bitchy bitch in several…