Unpleasant Sayings That Apply

For someone who talks like a sailor I can be prudish. For instance, I hate the word titties. I don’t know why. I also don’t care for the expression ‘shit or get off the pot’.

However, shit or get off the pot fits.

I was forced last weekend to disconnect from all things internet for 4 days. I jotted down some ideas about my days living like the Amish.

As it turns out, my forced social media blackout (FSMB) wasn’t as funny as I hoped it would be.

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Free Forks On The Fourth Of July

I had to spend my whole mini-vacation with no electronics whatsoever. I had to write shit down y’all. All I had was a Sharpie and a 3 subject notebook.

We had four days to spend with our friends in Tennessee. They live in the Smokey Mountains and have a lovely guest cabin that I have claimed as ours. Sure, other people might stay there and our friends might not know that it’s mostly our cabin now, but it’s mostly ours.

Not only are our friends great to hang out with, but they had two shows to play while we were there. Mountain air and the Madisons. The perfect long weekend.

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