Not That There's Anything Wrong With It (but hell it'd be nice to know)

Disclaimer:  This week’s blog is NOT for the faint of heart.  Read on at your own risk, Chicago. I’m wondering if you’ve ever dated anyone that you suspected of… You know… Playing for the other team. Not that there’s anything wrong with it. Believe me, I have many gay friends.  But, I’ve got to say... Read more »

A Thing or Two About Anger

After six long years, Chicago, I blew it. I had gone six whole years since the last time I lost my temper. What brought me to this? One stuck up, ignorant school administrator who doesn’t think before she speaks.  And maybe a few other things, as well. The thing about what I do is that... Read more »

When that New Year's Noose Tightens

New Year’s Eve. Hands down, the most God awful nauseating heinous excuse for a holiday ever invented.  364 days per year I am an optimist.   But NOT on New Year’s Eve.  I hate it.  I hate everything about it.  If there was an experimental medical procedure that I could volunteer for that would occupy... Read more »

Cheers, Chicago

They say the first step is the hardest. Apparently the first sentence may also prove that to be true. But there, now I’ve done it. So here we go. Welcome to my very own “That’s What She Said” blog and also my very wacky world. If you’re reading this, I invite you to join me... Read more »