renée a. schuls-jacobson
Meet My Stalker
A redhead in a dark green sweater whispered in my ear. “Did you ever break in those boots?” I am usually pretty…
I Missed You. Did You Even See Me?
I can’t help it. I love to read personal ads. Especially the ones where people write to strangers. You know the ones?…
The Problem With Getting From Here To There
I’ve always had a thing with bridges. As a kid, my father crossed into Canada over the Rainbow Bridge, and I held…
Gratitude: It Is Decided
I am beyond grateful today. When I asked people to help me to design a new header for this blog, I didn’t…
People Gave Good Head(er)
Maybe I could have pimped this contest more aggressively. But honestly, I didn’t think anyone was going to design a new header…
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! My 45th b’day faves!
Holy shizzlesticks! My birthday weekend started off so much better than last year when everyone in my entire family forgot about it!…
Coming Clean About My Age
My birthday is coming up, y’all. Yup, this summer girl was born in November. You know what that means. My parents got…
How Facebook Reconnected Me To My Ex-BoyFriend’s Wonky Groove
Not long ago, I received a private message on Facebook from a stranger who turned out to be one of my ex-boyfriend’s…
Little Orange Balls: A Completely Unsolicited Guest Post by K.B. Owen
K.B. Owen is a true cyber buddy. She listened to me whimper when my computer crashed and when I had some medical stuff…
Tingo Tuesday: Tell Me About Your Grief Bacon
It’s Tingo Tuesday: Tell Me About Your Grief Bacon & win a place in my sidebar!…