Our House in the Middle of our Street

We bought our house, a Spanish style home with a turret, in Arizona in 2009 after it had been lived in for a year and then foreclosed on.  We bought low and lucked out when we sold it.  When we would tell our daughter she lived in a princess house, she thought we were stupid. …

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The Middle {School}

Middle school.  The bane of everyone’s existence.  The time of your life when you’re awkward, insecure, and you make poor decisions about your life due to the unfortunate circumstance that is your underdeveloped brain and your new-found independence.  Leaving adolescence behind, you’re full of fear and hormones, and you just don’t know what to do…

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Drink, Pray, Love

I’ve declared this year, the Year of Me.  I’m on a Drink, Pray, Love spiritual journey.  Kind of like Elizabeth Gilbert’s Eat, Pray, Love, but with drinking instead.  I’m definitely an eat to live person, and while I will never turn down a steak, I prefer to throw down a good Pinot Noir.  Or a…

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How to Lose a Guy Part 4 or The RMS Titanic

“How starved you must have been that my heart became a meal for your ego.” – Amanda Torroni In the span of a month, Mr. Big dumped me, invited me back to the party with promises he never intended to keep, then decided to leave the party with someone else.  This all seems appropriate given…

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Bumble Brags Part 3 or Fifty Shades of F’d Up

The irony in the title of these posts is that there is nothing to brag about, except all of a sudden everyone thinks they’re Christian Grey but really it’s all just fifty shades of fucked up.  My biggest brag this week, I got catfished again on Coffee Meets Bagel.  I suspected the catfish, so I kept…

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