Tales from a spectacular spinster

samalame:

Real talk-

It’s snowing in Florida right now. Like, not just flurries. Snow. On the ground. Still coming down. From the sky.

I thought the dogs would be most shocked but what little there was earlier they couldn’t have cared less. Turns out i am most shocked.

SNOW?? REALLY???

In completely UNRELATED news, Crocs are not an all terrain shoe.

Update: The business end of a swiffer works pretty good at getting snow/ice off a car (aided by heat bumping in the car).

Real talk-

It’s snowing in Florida right now. Like, not just flurries. Snow. On the ground. Still coming down. From the sky.

I thought the dogs would be most shocked but what little there was earlier they couldn’t have cared less. Turns out i am most shocked.

SNOW?? REALLY???

In completely UNRELATED news, Crocs are not an all terrain shoe.

My office threw me a birthday party yesterday 🥹🥹🥹 There was also charcuterie and cupcakes in the afternoon, a PowerPoint with baby pics my sis forked over, and a memento video with little messages from a bunch of people.

I kept it together in the office, but, boy howdy, did I lose it on the way home and again today watching the video.

A few weeks ago I wrote something. I debated posting it, but no one I still know pays any attention. So here we go, on an anniversary of sorts, from this hollow and lonely person:

A glance from you

A simple touch from you

A kiss from you

Driving around w you

Making dinner w you

Laying in bed w you

Not a word for quite sometime

The one I’d never get over

I used to think you were it

That thing

True love

The one

My fantasies a play by play of every interaction

Each memory branded to the feeling of screaming joy

Loving you

But the fantasy now has a void

A shell of the feeling of a girl in love

I want what you gave me

Laying in bed

Making dinner

Driving around

A kiss

A simple touch

A glance

But not you

Coworker: We really should bring back public shaming

Me: Say the word and I will buy a belt and a gray cloak



Originally posted by eldergremlingifs

I just want to yell at my husband “I’m not a witch, I’m your wife”.

Is that enough to justify getting married? Still very single, but thinking ahead and out loud.

How are you guys going from relationship to relationship? Cause I’m just over in the corner like

Originally posted by the-going-sunny

I turn 40 next month (barf), but I really wanted to have a party. I didn’t do anything for my 30th. (I actually went to dinner alone.)

Then I started thinking about who I’d invite to a party… slim pickings. Mostly coworkers. And I honestly don’t even know that they’d come.

So what do I do? I’m open to suggestions.

You ever wrote something that hurts your own feelings?

I don’t mean to taunt it, but with a name like Milton you know this storm is going to be bitch.