Welcome to your regularly scheduled Josie-Rant™ Today’s subject? Gosh, there are so many. I could rant about Obamacare (more specifically, against the whole broken American Health system and how tired I am of other people bitching about Obamacare when all I know is that my cousin’s…
Warning, emo rant incoming. I am making small changes. But it may be too little, too late. Sometimes it feels like I’m just killing time until the inevitable. And that’s scary as hell. A heart attack is terrifying. What if I’m in a bad place when…
There are so many things I want to do in this world. Yes, the big things, like buy a house and have a baby; raise that child and get another dog. Love my husband until we die, old and content with the life we built. Write novels and publish…
For those of you who follow this blog (and, bless your little heart for that!), you may remember the horrible thing that happened to Mark & I a few weeks ago. It STUNK and we were dreading the clean-up. Well, we dreaded it with good reason because Holy Mother…
A hundred years ago, and I say this with only anecdotal information so I am probably utterly mistaken, getting knocked up was easier. You got married (or not), had sex, and *boom* a kid was born. Now, naturally, not every single sex act results in a child, and some…
I have been a fat chick as long as I can remember. And I have always railed against the stereotype that fat people are just lazy slobs. Too undisciplined to be anything but that – fat. I always worked hard. I’ve always taken initiative at my…
…sometimes, life is pretty stinky. Like when you have a few hundred bucks of frozen meat in a chest freezer and there is a really brief power outage and then two weeks later, you can’t figure out what that weird smell is and you start to panic that the…
I want to live forever. I never want to die. Yet… Sometimes, it does feel futile, frustrating, scary, hopeless. Life, that is. Sometimes, it seems like just curling up and dying would be a better solution than struggling through every single day. Worrying…
Happy Birthday, America! (No, I will NOT type ‘Murica as so many have been doing lately. I find it offensive and lazy and damn it – I just won’t do it! Not even ironically). There have been a lot of postings amongst my Facebook friends revolving around the Declaration…