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It’s official! I’m listed with the RBF now! I have been reading several RBFers blogs for some time but always felt like an outsider. Well peeps – I’ve just crashed your clubhouse and it’s pretty cozy in here. I’m not … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Thanks to Taquil for posting this link to my all time favorite ad. The first time I saw this I just couldn’t stop laughing. It must be some Jungian thing I have about bears (which may explain addiction to John … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I have a new tenant over at Stumbling Through Life with Grace. Her name is 3rd Times A Charm because she is on her third husband. She likes to pretend like she is a bitch but she seems pretty nice … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I used to think that the only sounds a runner should listen to were the sounds of life – the air whooshing past her ears, the cars and bikes on the road, the bam-bam-bam of construction work, the sounds of … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I used to think that the only sounds a runner should listen to were the sounds of life – the air whooshing past her ears, the cars and bikes on the road, the bam-bam-bam of construction work, the sounds of … Continue reading → Continue reading →

That every time I turn on the TV there is a story featuring Tonya Harding? The woman looks like hell, has no talent, and seems to be angry with the world. What exactly am I supposed to care about? I … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’m pushing the Brown story to the bottom in favor of welcoming my new tenant The Pajama Mama. I love this woman! First of all she has assumed responsibility for the webring Crazy Hip Blog Mamas and is working hard … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’ve decided it is time to quit stewing in envy and start doing something about it so I’m about to embark on a ‘Madonna ain’t got nothin’ up on me’ campaign. We will not count her singing voice or her … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I am only a few years older than Madonna. I don’t look like this – not even close and I don’t think all of the miles run and biked and yards swum could ever get me there. Dang. Continue reading →

I am only a few years older than Madonna. I don’t look like this – not even close and I don’t think all of the miles run and biked and yards swum could ever get me there. Dang. Continue reading →