In the past week two acquaintances have told me more than I ever wanted to know.
I stress the word, acquaintances. Family, friends, fellow bloggers, I will listen to--whatever they want to tell me.
But ya gotta draw the line somewheres.
Scenario #1: Details regarding the disintegration of a marriage, the infidelities on both sides, the dirty little details.
Scenario #2: Breast augmentation gone awry.
(What? I wanted to ask. Are we in some kind of outtake from the Real Housewives of New Jersey?)
Now, starving reader, I have pondered the genesis of these two events. Why?!?!? Why?!?!
And after much contemplation I realized, because I didn't offer them any food to put in their mouths, to stop the terrible onslaught of overly personal information.
To help you avert similar disaster I recommend:
withdrawing all potent potables.
Offering food that requires concentration and attention.
Like chicken wings.
Or nachos, with a very spicy salsa.
I'm just sayin'
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