I recognized the second I typed Goldilocks in the subject line of this post that there was the potential for this blog to go horribly wrong and quickly run into the gutter; but, never fear dear readers we are not going to the gutter - at least not today. When I think about Goldilocks I [...]
Author: Ms. C
Jungle love?
I got an email from Fifi of LoveFifi.com fame that asked if I was ready for "jungle love". Of course she has an outfit in mind to facilitate jungle love if I am interested. I think as far as lingerie goes the jungle love outfit is fairly unattractive, but I surmise the fact that the outfit itself [...]
That new car smell…
I love my little Tiburon. It is still awfully cute and its mileage is fairly low (only 75k), but it is getting older (it will celebrate its eighth birthday in 2012). In the past couple of years I have been increasingly thinking about the day when I will have to move on to a new car. It [...]
Guilty by association…
There is an operational reality that goes along with being a friend or family member of a blogger like me - eventually you are likely to become part of one or more blog posts. It is a reality that most folks around me have gotten used to over time. I do have some friends that prefer [...]
Adventures in TV Land…
This past May I had my fill of Dish Network and told them that they could take their dish and...well, let me paraphrase what I said - I told them I no longer would be utilizing their service. If you have ever quit Dish Network you will know that they don't come take the dish. [...]
My first time…
I must confess that having lived here since 1997 and having been a part of the NDSU family for a good chunk of that time, I had never been to a NDSU sporting event before Saturday. Shameful, I know. I am a bad North Dakotan and a pitiful Bison - I own it. It isn't as [...]
Ten years.
Ten years. 520 weeks. 3,650 days. 67,600 hours. Ten years ago something was taken from us as a country. Ten years ago families unexpectedly and horrifically lost loved ones. Ten years ago a whole generation of first responders were forever changed by the catastrophic loss of too many of their brethren. Ten years ago the burden on [...]
THE NEW FORTY 