DOLLHOUSE CHRONICLES COUPLES Complaining Wife: Who knew that the hardest part of being a woman is figuring out what to cook for dinner every single night for the rest of my life until I die? Husband: Stop complaining. At least you don’t have to hunt for your food.
DOLLHOUSE CHRONICLES GIRL TIME Furnado Brunette: I’m trying not to be snarky, but I feel like I’m in the middle of a fur-nado. Blonde Cat Lady: That sounds like a “you” problem.
As a young kid living in Bridgeport in that crummy tenement apartment on Huron Street, I would play house with my precious Barbie’s, and dream of having a beautiful baby girl one day. She was going to be fiercely courageous, and a fearless female warrior, who […]
My cousin Pam Bonazzo had an idyllic life with a handsome, doting husband/father and two beautiful children. That was until Pam’s infant son was diagnosed with bone cancer. Pam spent months in a children’s hospital in Boston with her son and daughter while her husband worked in another state during the week and drove to […]
I had all but given up on my unfinished novel, My Stolen Diaries, which I began writing in 1992. In early 2015, my book had 168 pages and 117,653 words, and I wasn’t even close to finishing it, so I decided to put it on hold and concentrate on creating a blog instead. In March 2015, […]
