Chelsea Beach 1946, by Renee Fisher I am huge. My face is round and puffy. My ankles are swollen. My breasts, generous under normal circumstances, are almost comical in their inflated condition. My belly, while large, is of lesser protrusion than my breasts. This gives me a look, not so much of pregnancy, as of […]
March 22, 2012
A funny thing happened to me on my way to trashing the third book in the three book series, Fifty Shades of Grey. Between changing poopy diapers, feeding a toddler and an eight month old and making puppets of the ten plagues with which God smote upon the Egyptians and then performing a puppet show […]
April 18, 2012
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