Hot Headed

I’ve been a little busy not gettin’ busy.

I’ve moved upward and onward into a sparkly new house … and , sadly, have not had a lot of time make my oven hot (not a euphemism).

I have been spending a lot of time in my own head for the last few weeks (months) – and, well, I know that there are those of you who would really like to spend some time in my, uh, head too, so, come, on. Take my hand.


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Guilty As Charged

Let’s talk about guilt.  Guilty consciences. Guilty pleasures. You know what I’m talking about.

I have several guilty pleasures.

Trash TV.

Hip hop.


Ryan Gosling.

Eating raw cookie dough.

Flirting with guys entirely too young for me.





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