If You Read Only One Blog This Year

As much as I have considered granting unrequested permission to TruTV to feature my life on the first-ever blogger reality show (to be aired...

I have a possible replacement for the Darryls. I know, it's quick. But it's someone I've known for a couple of years. We hung...

Saturday kicked off my busy fall social season, also known as the toddler birthday party circuit. Nephew Bone and I attended the first fall...

I have interacted with the other humans five of the past six nights. This included a four-consecutive-night socialization extravaganza from...

I think I must have needed some time to decompress following the phenomenon that was Blogtober. But don't think there hasn't been p...

Yesterday was my six-year blogging anniversary, frequently referred to as a bloggiversary. I've never understood why my bloggiversary i...

Friday night, I attended a birthday party for a 10-year-old girl. (It's this or nothing, alright?) The party was for Kywana Jr. She i...

Remember that song? Lovefool. Cardigans. 1996. It's been stuck in my head. All. Weekend. Long. I've been walking around sing...

For any of you who don't check my Blogger profile daily for changes, I recently reached an historic milestone. As of last week, Thursda...

Roughly fourteen months ago, I was the victim of some sort of a failed setup. Failed in the sense that we never went out and five months la...

Yesterday was National Signing Day. It's the day that high school seniors announce whether they'll be coming to play for Bama or no...

Every year around this time, I start hearing the questions. It really should come as no surprise. I mean, I'm single, thin, mid-thirti...

It was your typical weekday afternoon. I was fighting to stay awake for another hour or so of work, trying to get over the shock of seeing ...

Friday was Halloween. I should have warned you about this ahead of time. I know how unsettling it can be to have people dressed in scary c...

I have decided that I have the ideal life for a writer. Oh sure, there are no Hemingway-esque safaris to Africa. No lavish Black & Whi...

Blogging away while wondering if I ever really knew how to play hopscotch, because surely it can't be as simple as what I think it is......

Guess what. If you guessed that I shaved my facial hair, you are correct. I actually did it a few months ago. It was a pretty big decision...

Well, I haven't been blogging much lately. That could be attributed to a number of things, such as being exhausted from NaBloSoThaDraWe...