Looking for love in all the right places.


I think I’ve got sex on the brain. My husband – the other half of our couple who makes you want to puke – is in India for 2 weeks. So I certainly don’t have sex on the bed or the sofa or the kitchen counter right now. None at all. But you can: Click through to read about the 30-day intimacy challenge for couples & follow on twitter at #30days.

The Redneck Adventures of Bubba-Mon and the Quacker


So, recently my long-suffering island-boy-to-Texas-transplant husband convinced me that the perfect retreat for our family would be in a thirdhand trailer on a bug- and snake-infested piece of property five miles from Nowheresville, Texas. Yeah, for real.

Captain Underpants Strikes Again


Whatcha Gonna Do With All That Junk, All That Junk Inside Your Trunk(s)?

Wasted Days and Wasted Nights


Seven years ago today I made a decision that changed my life. For the better. Forever. Happy seven years to me.

The other stuff in Clark’s room besides the swimsuit magazine under his mattress.


Oh, the things you find in a 15-year old boy’s room…

Tan Lines


I have been threatening a scandalous expose all summer. The time has come. “Honey, you look like one of those double-stuffed oreos from the back, except you’re milk chocolate instead of dark chocolate.” Eric shoots me a look over his shoulder.  Not an appreciative-of-his-wife’s-sense-of-humor kind of look. “Whaaatttt?” “You know, baby, your tan lines.  From … Continue reading

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