Mamacita says: Glee makes me want to sing. Glee even has the power to make me think I CAN sing. But that’s beside the point. When I watch Glee, I switch back and forth with my point of view. Sometimes, … Continue reading
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Mamacita says: I used to be a hippie, you know. Now, I’m just hippy. I’m almost out of detergent, but if I tear open the two little sample packages of Tide that came in the washer when we bought it … Continue reading
Mamacita says: I see no real harm is a cat in the kitchen unless it walks across your plate. Or sheds a lot. Or thinks it’s a human and demands its own place setting and chair, but I can deal … Continue reading
Mamacita says: If one person offers to make popcorn for another person, and that other person declines the offer, and the first person says “Are you sure? I’m making popcorn and I’d be glad to make some for you, too,” … Continue reading
Warning: proceed no further if you’re one of those overly sensitive types who is easily offended. You’re no fun, by the way. == Mamacita says: Grammar. I love grammar. It’s such a fantastic segue to. . . well, pretty much … Continue reading
Mamacita says: I’ve been thinking about my father today. I have no idea why. There must have been something that started the thought process – something I saw, heard, ate, felt, laughed at. . . SOMETHING that made me think … Continue reading