I swear J-Lo is taunting me. Take your 50 year old Goddess body and get out of my face. You and She-Wolf are why men have insane expectations. I didn't look like that when I was in my twenties. I've never looked like that. So thank you to Shakira and J-Lo for making me feel... Continue Reading →
new year, same me
My attempt at a dry January ended this week and while some of you may look at that as a failure, I'm actually quite impressed with myself. Let's be honest, this is the longest I've gone without drinking since Dawson's Creek was on the air. This was a pretty big deal for me considering the... Continue Reading →