Six Feet, But Not Under Yet

Published on: May 9, 2015December 31, 2017 by Missy O'Brien 7 Comments

In the end, it was hardly worth shaving my legs so damned carefully for (yes, I just ended a sentence with a preposition. Lighten up). I’d even re-painted my chipped toenail polish and pumiced the gnarly parts of my feet. They were, to quote my dad, as smooth and soft as a baby’s rear end […]

Return to Cake Mountain

Published on: February 15, 2015December 31, 2017 by Missy O'Brien 3 Comments

The first rule of humor is to cook up something new and then resist the urge to serve it again anytime soon. Re-heating a gag is dishing up tired leftovers for supper, when in fact that Oatmeal Tofu Pilaf wasn’t very good the first time around. But I’ve always resented rules. I make a show […]

On Top of Cake Mountain

Published on: January 28, 2015December 31, 2017 by Missy O'Brien 6 Comments

One random blob of earwax, and life goes right to hell. I’ve just emerged from four days in bed – no, not with some tall dark handsome stranger who happened to be in the market for a middle-aged matron with ear canal hygiene challenges (although we are admittedly a hot commodity). I wasn’t even in […]

Straining After Cuteness

Published on: January 15, 2015December 31, 2017 by Missy O'Brien 13 Comments

I was accused of doing just that by a favorite faithful reader after I used “tail” instead of “tale” in my last post, referring to the story of a beloved stuffed mouse. Yeah, it was an eye-roller, although I prefer to think of it as playful. And I didn’t stick in a bright winking emoticon […]

A Few of my Favorite Things

Published on: January 4, 2015December 31, 2017 by Missy O'Brien 10 Comments

The Christmas ornaments I faithfully unpack every December are fraught with enough emotional baggage to choke the holiday spirit out of the heartiest reveler (never me to begin with). That’s not all bad, of course – Feelings Are Good, or so the self-helpists say. But is it any wonder that, by December 27, I’ve shrouded […]