Monday Morning Good Writing
FICO, FICO un day. Torches and pitchforks, absolutely.
A letter to my very ---- husband who is asleep in the other room. I don't need any more wack searches coming to my blog than I already have, so I'm editing out one word. But holy f*ck this woman can write.
Five questions I intend to ask my Congressman at this week's annual town hall meeting. I'm going to marry this woman.
Soapbox: The Reasons. Oh my yes.
You made me smile one of those big crazy smiles where your husband walks in and is all "Are you having an affair on me?"