For as long as I can remember I have had a thing for the underdogs. The kind of people who are down on their luck and can’t seem to catch a break–where words like options or authority are just outside their reach. It’s how I ended up at my day job. A story: When I […]
After we put away the groceries. The time dragged and dragged and dragged. My time was spent scheming over ways to keep Chris hungry, there was after all, pizza and CAKE waiting for him upstairs. I cleaned our pig sty kitchen in anticipation read: paranoia that the party would be fluid as in flow into […]
So where was I? Oh yes, I had opened my big fat mouth and told Rachel that I wanted to plan ‘something’ for Chris’s 25th birthday. And oh did the wheels begin to turn. Something you should know about my husband, he is a total homebody, he is a rather stay in and take a […]
Christopher’s surprise birthday party. First of all, you should know that this was really hard, I mean really, really hard; I am no good with secrets… absolutely the worst and I cannot tell a lie to save my life. Pulling the wool over my husband’s eyes for two whole weeks was no easy task. But […]
I was all set to write a post about how my husband nearly entered his own surprise party pantless, how I surprised the pants off my 25 year old husband but something brooding in me has taken the place of the light, funny fluffy post, my mother. Right now is such a weird, weird and […]
In opening the book of Humiliation Archives I opened the flood gates to my most vulnerable, my most terrifying and most mortifying experiences I have had to date and oh how many of those experiences I have had the pleasure of having. Last night I ended my post with a gaping hole into another and […]
Before I moved to Seattle or moved to Pensacola even, my family and I resided in the great Mid-West in an adorable little town called Evansville. Evansville, Indiana, I have such fond memories of this place. A town that truly had all four seasons, as well as a well balanced blend of black to white […]
I have once again abandoned ship, double crossed and about faced. I am as fickle as they come but well-intentioned to boot. For that I am sorry, I am so sorry to all two of you. Life here at the eat dirt has been busy and yet dull. And once every four months (or so […]
This might get me in trouble- -so hold your panties. Over the course of a year or so I have grown increasingly aware of the ever rising number of the infamous double pink lines. The same pink lines that induce spontaneous peeing, lethargy, and lets not forget: the magical act of your breakfast re- appearing […]
My birthday is on Thursday. I turn 24 years old. TWENTY-FOUR. Just looking at it in text sends shivers up me-spine. Every year I look forward to the year after when I will be……a year more validated. Validated in my quirk-ness, in my doubts and all my absurdities. The year when I can further declare […]
You Have To Eat Dirt 