The Diary of a Gold-Digger

My dad was in the air force, so we moved a lot. Both my mom and dad are from a small town in Wisconsin (they met at the bar at the bowling a...

Chickadees, I have not been writing much lately. Fortunately, the Sly and Doris drama has diminished and I hence have less material than usu...

Actually, my friends, I cannot write about what I put in the title. Husband request. Just use your imaginations and take comfort in the fact...

Primo: Some people think you're mean because of some of what you write about me on your [other, public] blog. Me: Who thinks that? My fr...

I wrote this story several years ago. What I left out is that when I went to work on Monday, still with a black eye, almost nobody said anyt...

Are any of you guys on facebook? I am. I waste way too much time there. I post almost every day and sometimes more than once a day. I don...

Primo: My dad says that Puff (cat #1) is terrorizing Snow (cat #2) and would we maybe take Snow. Me: No way. Primo: I know. We have two grea...

Primo: My parents have let themselves be talked into having Christmas at Stephanie's. Me: What do you mean, "talked into?" Pri...

You didn't think the Ted story was over, did you? Oh no! There is more. Fast forward to a few years later. Two or three. I can't rem...

It’s a Friday in August. I come home from work, humming a John Denver song (to myself -- I don’t want to be ticketed by the hip police), loo...

The only way I can write this post (heck, this blog) is that I am positive my mother does not read this blog. There are things I just don...

Ted left me a message he had gotten some really good chocolate that he needed to share with me. I left him a message that he should bring it...

Ted called me at work. "A bunch of us are going out to dinner. One of the women who is going is the older one with the crush on me....

I have found an old journal with very detailed notes. I'm glad to see that I have remembered the basics of the Ted story, but there are ...

I finished the birthday cake and called Ted to arrange the return of his cutting board and roasting pan. I asked if he was going to the wine...