Category: Ex Trailer Trash

CNN today featured an article saying women’s purses are lethal, carrying ungodly amounts of lead. Having lived through countless aching shoulders, all I could think at the headline was, “So tell me something I didn’t already know!” Of course there was more to it than that. Apparently plastic-based purses are formed of PVC, aka polyvinyl…

It’s raining again. Or still, depending on your point of view. If you live anywhere besides the desert,  you’re probably saying, “So what?” In our case, any rain is a miracle; this much rain is a two-edged sword. God knows we needed the moisture.  We have been dealing with a nasty and seemingly relentless drought…

I think horses is an apropos name for an entry about vehicles, don’t you?  We talk of cars in terms of horsepower, after all.  It’s a term which over the years has lost any recognizable meaning.  How much is one horsepower?  I mean, I wouldn’t want to tangle with a horse on a mean streak. …

One of my readers commented to me (via email, which under the circumstances was appropriate) that whilst getting a house was all well and good, there was a more pressing gotta-do in my life that had to be dealt with first.   Her heart’s in the right place and I appreciate the pointer.  I’m all too…

I did finally get to sleep last night – though it took G coming to the living room and demanding I come to bed with him. There’s a puzzling aspect to our marriage.  Despite the lack of actual nookie, G is otherwise pretty physically affectionate with me.  Lots of hugs, lots of kisses, snuggling, all…