Growing Up

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Uno más.

By |2017-06-14T16:11:19-04:00March 24th, 2009|Growing Up, My Life|

Thank you E! and THS Investigates: Spring Break, for further solidifying in my mind why my kids will never, ever go on spring break of any kind, anywhere. Boobs and booze and whipped cream...which is how I remember Spring Break in the old days. Now it's all date rape drugs, hood piercings and Mexican kidnappings. [...]

My mother’s daughter.

By |2017-06-14T13:52:31-04:00January 9th, 2009|Body, Growing Up, My Life|

You would think that with me sitting stagnant on the couch, I would just spend oodles of time blogging. Turns out...life's not so exciting on the couch. Hmpf. I had all these grand ideas, like reading and writing and painting my toenails this super cute dark red trampy color I got the other day. Yet...nothing. [...]

A letter to myself

By |2017-06-14T16:11:47-04:00August 12th, 2008|Growing Up, My Life|

Because I am feeling very zen and therapeutic at the moment (or that could totally be the xanax talking), I decided to write a letter to myself at age 18. Obviously, this was not that long ago for me, ahem, but it is none the less relevant to my inner growth process...plus I am drinking [...]