I can be a little gullable sometimes.

I keep a blog for work too. I won't share it with any of you because I guarantee you won't find it interesting, nor applicable to anything in your own lives. Anyway, one day I noticed some very flattering comments on my posts (see a few samples below) and, needless to say, reading them really boosted my self esteem... for a minute that is...

• "This is really great! Have you ever thought about writing a book?"
• "This article is so interesting. Thank you so much for this information. You are amazing!"
• "Wow! You really know what you are talking about!"

... because then I saw the names of those posting these comments.

shemale, ilovedrugs, wormmurderer, etc. (There were names a lot worse than that, but I won't list those as I am attempting to keep this blog clean).

Darn spam! You got me! So, once I cleaned out the 999 spam comments, there were 0 comments left. Couldn't at least one of them have been legitimate??!! Maybe the one about me writing a book??

Text Messaging with Nikki

This is a text message thread between my sister, Nikki, and myself.

Stephanie: "The most delicious crab cakes ever!"


Nikki: "You bitch. Look at my dinner."

Stephanie: "Awwwww, too bad... Do you wish you were hanging out with this guy??!"

24 1/2 hours

I don't really know what this means... but I'll take an extra 1/2 hour each day!!

Indications that I am Sleeping

Have you ever experienced times when you have gone to bed, or went to take a nap, and someone keeps trying to talk to you and asks if you are awake, over and over, when you clearly aren't responding? I have to admit that I have been guilty of this a time or two, however, that is the origin of this comic.

7 Signs that I am NOT Awake.

There's no doubt about it. I have strange dreams.

I had a dream last night focused solely on what is in that picture below. What is it, you ask? Oh yeah... it's the handle to my strainer that keeps falling off...?? While most people have normal dreams about going to the beach, eating extra large pizzas, George Clooney, or whatever normal people dream about, I'm dreaming about saving the handle to a strainer!

Because I never miss an opportunity to...

...give myself a really sweet stache. I love mustaches...and cats...and funny pictures...and seashells...and seahorses...and Meijer brand paper towels with searhorses on them.

Wilda's Birthday Cake.

I bet you wish you were lucky enough to get your hands on a section of cake this cool because then you could walk around at work for 10 minutes saying things like "Who put the wild in Wilda??!" or "Isn't this wild??!!" That's what my boyfriend did... and then he took a picture of it so he could never forget the coolest (and most wild) piece of cake he ever ate.