My husband went to the bloodmobile to give blood today. When he got home, he said, “I had to wait in line an hour, they couldn’t find a vein, and there weren’t any Nutter Butters.”
“My day was worse,” I said. “The TV went off while Mama (my mother lives with us) was watching Bonanza, she spilled her Ensure on the carpet, I tried to go to the grocery store to get some more Ensure, and found out I lost my car keys.”
“I guess your day was worse,” my husband said.
Later I told my sister about the TV…
I much prefer the English word
When speaking of an ass,
Bum sounds rather charming,
Whereas butt is crude and crass.
But whether you say bum or butt
You must be in agreement
That a finely turned out derriere is
A miracle of achievement.
We sit on them, we wiggle them,
They should evoke our praise,
Since whether dressed in thongs or jeans
They draw the lustful gaze.
And did you know that men account
For fully 10 percent
Of those who seek an ass implant
And call it wealth well spent?
Or did you know J Lo insured Her…
The new Georgia voting laws have elicited a national uproar, but is it warranted? Will the new laws return us to the era of Jim Crow restrictions designed to keep Blacks away from the polls?
“It’s backlash for Georgia electing its first Jewish and first Black senators,” according to U.S. Sens John Ossoff and Raphael Warnock.
President Biden described the voting changes as “an atrocity.” He told reporters, “They passed a law saying you can’t provide water for people standing in line while you’re waiting to vote. …
My popularity has soared during the pandemic, which might be why I am getting snarky.
Truthfully, I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed. Popularity is not all it’s cracked up to be.
I was feeling beautiful and superior at first, when people began choosing me over the regular human cashier. Her formerly friendly smile was concealed by an unflattering mask and a plate of plexiglass, bringing a smirk to my normally serene countenance.
Abandoned and ignored by those who preferred human interaction, I was used to sulking and glowering in my corner of the store.
But the pandemic changed everything. Suddenly the…
Writing a blog post gives me the chance to be creative and convey any message I want. No subject is off limits. I can be political, personal, spiritual, funny, or passionate.
That’s why I love this platform. Writing creatively, connecting with readers, and conjuring up stories out of thin air is an amazing high for me.
But when I joined News Break as a content creator, things were different. News Break wants local stories, and the editors have made this clear with their latest platform changes.
Stories are now rated from 1 to 10, with payment based on the story’s…
My husband has lost 40 pounds. I don’t think he needed to lose that much, because he has never been what I would call fat. But at 220, 5 ft. 10 in., he was heavier than he wanted to be, so he set a goal of 180, which he reached this week.
We celebrated by toasting with glasses of lemon water, since he gave up wine as part of his diet. I’ll get to what else he did to lose 40 pounds, but first a bit about my weight.
I didn’t follow his diet plan, but with a few minor…
The other day, a friend said something that annoyed me. She said, “We need to keep praying for our country!”
This should not have irritated me, since I’m a Christian and believe in prayer. But I wanted to say, “What do you think I’ve been doing? I’ve been praying every day, and God hasn’t ended the pandemic.
He hasn’t slowed down the murder rate.
He hasn’t helped our political parties come together for the good of the country.”
If it sounds like I was a little mad at God, I was. Why keep praying if he isn’t listening?