Comment Moderation is How I Save the World

Ah, the drafts saved in my dashboard right now, waiting to be written. Such a number of things have made me groan of late that I’ve started and stopped mid many a rant. Then, they pile up and I get stressed out by my own procrastination, and I want to delete my page and go…

The day you celebrate how long you’ve had a mom… or something like that. I saw mine. And my sister – also a mom. And my Aunt Mary – a surrogate mom. And a lady that I haven’t seen since I was a teenager – a mom, but not related to me at all in…

Yay! Good news! Albuquerque, whom I trust is no longer named Albuquerque, was adopted by someone other than us. This pleases me greatly, because now I can believe he has a yard and someone who is able to dedicate more time to their puppy love. I do wish I could have kept the little guy,…

Calling someone “gainfully unemployed” (no, that’s not a typo), even when meant as an insult, is actually a compliment.