Don’t Call it a Comeback

Him: So you know how sometimes I go and book the flights for our vacations without telling you? Me: *blank stare* Him: And then you get really mad. And then you get excited. And then you figure out all the hotels and restaurants and things to see? Me: We are […]

The Second Oldest Profession

Rocco:  You look nice this morning. Me:  No. Rocco:  *waggles eyebrows* Me:  No. Rocco:  *jerks head towards bedroom* Me:  No. Rocco:  I didn’t even ask anything yet. Me:  No. Rocco:  Let’s go in the other room and ravage each other. Me:  No. Rocco:  No?  Are you sure? Me:  *stare* Rocco:  […]

Blue Balled

My feet were on the floor before I could fully register the sound.  The fuck?   I was sure I’d heard a crash.  The lamps on the bedside table had rattled, hadn’t they?  My water glass scraped against the stone coaster, right?  Could it have been another earthquake?  Or was that […]

The M Word

Apparently it’s going to take me more than three months to not squirm at the “m word.”  And no, I don’t mean moist. So.  I’ve been a…*cough*…a mo…*swallow*…a moth…*cough, cough*…a mothe…*ahem*…a MOTHER (there I said it!) for three months.  Three months.  THREE.  MONTHS.  (Hey, Jenny Slater.) Also?  Please don’t expect […]

Danny’s Uke

Not that this song is for Danny.  Well, not the Dan/Dannys I know anyway.  I imagine Kenny Loggins wrote it for some Danny somewhere, but this uke is for Rocco.  I guess I could have entitled it Rocco’s Uke, but then you’d expect a video of him playing and singing.  […]

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