Thursday, February 23, 2012
Disclaimer: If you are a potential love interest, please stop reading.
My name is Lauren and I own 36 porcelain dolls. I have a problem.
I began collecting them as a young girl and continued to do so until the age of 20, when my mom stopped enabling me. The dolls were taking up too much space and, more important, creeping people out. Friends would walk into my childhood bedroom for the first...
Thursday, December 1, 2011
I believed in Santa Claus until I was 12. When my mom told me the truth I began crying and considered self-medicating with a mix of pills and candy canes before remembering that the Easter Bunny, thank God, was alive and well.
Santa Claus was a devastating blow, but now that the charade was over, my parents could stop hiding my gifts—including Will Smith’s “Big Willie Style” album—at a neighbor...
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
I had a scary thing happen to me last month. And I need to share it with all of you.
I happened to stop by a community while visiting family over the holidays. I pass it all the time when I am traveling to see my parents, and have always wanted to stop by. So, I finally did. It taught me a valuable lesson. And it can teach one to you as well.
The office was clean and well maintained. I was...