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That's What She Said

Thank you to everyone for your kind and encouraging comments yesterday. It means a lot to me!

When I’m starving to death I’ll print out the comments and eat them. See how nice I am? I could have said I was going to burn them to keep warm. It turns out poverty has humbled me.

Please stick with the positive and helpful commenting when you read this week’s “That’s What She Said.” No lectures, please. I’m stressed out and the last thing I need is a lecture on the dangers of pharmaceuticals. It’s not like I’m injecting heroin. Speaking of which, is heroin more or less expensive than a wine addiction? WHAT? Dealers deliver, the Utah State Liquor store does not. I’ll save gas money and the planet.

That's What She Said

I’ve always hated exercise.  It’s something I have to force myself to do and never, NEVER enjoy it.  Until now!  Read this week’s “That’s What She Said” to find out more.

That's What She Said

Read my first column of the New Year: “That’s What She Said.” I’m sort of over resolutions so this column explains what I’ve decided to do instead.

I hope everyone had a happy and safe New Year’s Eve. I spent mine with good food and my BFFs. Couldn’t ask for more.

That's What She Said

Here is my column for this week: “That’s What She Said.”

The issue for this week is all about NYE, if you live locally and want to check out what’s going on do that here.  I would, but I’m trying to find an excuse to stay home that night.  So far I’ve got: 1) I’m snowed in, and 2) I’m grounded.

Both excuses are sort of lacking, but people stopped believing me when I told them I was too scared of Hannibal Lecter to leave my house.

That's What She Said–A Year in Review

This week’s “That’s What She Said.”   This is where I come up with some clever remark, but I’m far too busy nursing my twisted ankle.  Ladies, don’t wear high heels on a snow day.  Your excitement to wear your new shawl will be overshadowed by a swelling ankle.  Wear ugly, sensible shoes.  Trust me.

Also of note: I do know the difference between Jonathan and Jordan Knight.  When I saw the picture of the wrong Knight brother the paper ran alongside my column I cringed and hoped no one would notice their mistake.  After quite a few emails this morning I realize that lots of people know the difference between the two, which means I’m not the only NKOTB obsessed fan… I KNEW IT!!

That's What She Said–In Utah This Week

My latest installment of “That’s What She Said.”

It’s posted a day late, sorry.  My cold medicine left me in such a daze yesterday I spent the entire day thinking it was only Wednesday.  Which was totally awesome when I woke up today and found that it was Friday.  Yay for skipping Thursdays!

That's What She Said–Spy Edition

As you know I was OBSESSED with seeing the International Spy Museum while I was on my vacation, so it’s no surprise my column this week is about just that.  Here it is: “That’s What She Said”.

That's What She Said–In Utah This Week

As per my editor’s request, this week’s installment of “That’s What She Said” is my Christmas gift list to Santa.  I’m hoping he actually bothers to read it this year, because I’m not above firing the hell out of that old, fat man.

That's What She Said

This week’s installment of “That’s What She Said.”  It’s all about NKOTB, yes, as a matter of fact I can feel your excitement through the computer. Which means I can also hear you singing the “Click Click Click” lyrics, and let me say dear readers, I’ve never been so proud!

That's What She Said–In Utah This Week

This week’s installment of “That’s What She Said.”  A letter written to our future White House occupant–before, of course, the election took place.  Change=pink, people.  Now let’s stop with the hateful comments OK?  This blog is supposed to be fun, and frankly the hate takes the fun right out of it for me.