(www.sass-pants.com) — I think it was God’s way of telling me that fast food really is bad for me. Okay, not really, but I won’t be swinging by the local McDonald’s for a snack again any time soon. When I stopped for a Big Mac Meal on Tuesday, I got in a car accident in the parking lot. Let me… Read more »
(www.sass-pants.com) — I guess all the nostalgia of rereading my middle school and high school journals has thrown my skin into some kind of tailspin or mega regression, because I have the worst pimple of my life on my chin right now. My husband regarded it with a mix of horror and awe, observing, “Wow, it actually changes your whole… Read more »
(www.sass-pants.com) — Who said being married is no fun? Him: <looking at the bank statement> Did you make an online purchase from something called Wicked Temptations? Me: Uh, no. Him: Are you sure? Me: You’re kidding, right? I think I’d remember buying something from a place called Wicked Temptations. Him: Well, maybe it didn’t say Wicked Temptations when you bought… Read more »
(www.sass-pants.com) — I recently rediscovered a stash of childhood journals, which include some laugh-out-loud entries. Like this one. Dear Journal, I just got back from the Lake Tranquility 4th of July party. The fireworks were awesome! I stayed afterward, until Daddy had finished cleaning up the display. C. and I hung out together, and she told me that T.A. (M.’s… Read more »
(www.sass-pants.com) — I hate relish in tuna fish, but my husband loves it, and I love him. Something I’m learning about marriage (and it’s about time, since we just had our fourth anniversary in September) and relationships in general is that it’s not always about you — and any time you can make it about the other person, you should… Read more »