Where in the F’in Hell Was Everybody?

Sometimes you don’t realize how much something has been a part of your life until you end up crying like a baby at a Judds concert. Crying like a baby, that’s Shawna’s descriptor. I thought of it more as hysterical sobbing I thought was never going to let up, but, praise be to all gods, lasted…

If-then statements. How awesome are they? Because they swing both ways. There’s your geometric, deductive-reasoning style ‘If (blank), then (blank)’, which is factual. As in – If all squares are boxes, and all boxes are black, then all squares are black. – OR – If all super-sexy dancers are Latinas, and all Latinas are hot,…

My nephew’s 8th grade graduation was last night. He went to a Catholic school, so it was in a Catholic church. And mass happened first… which no one warned us about. Though Shawna always enjoys the cardio workout – and comic relief – of a Catholic service. Up, down, up, down… chant, chant, chant. Anyway,…

Call me an unabashed lesbian, but does anyone else notice how, when there are multiple people filling a scene, Emma, Regina, Henry and even the Charmings look like a straight-up family, while everyone else kind of just look like bystanders? So, realizing how much Emma, Regina and Henry are going to, once again, look like an…

I do believe this would be a pretty slick title for something other than this post, but I’m going to use it for this post and then we’ll see what happens. If you were stoned all weekend until the tippy-nippy-end of it, you might have missed Jodie Foster’s public coming out. Everyone else is dissecting…