So, who doesn’t hate their hair for at least half of their life? I’m a ginger. A good chunk of me comes from Scotland, Ireland, and England, so I was “cursed” with large, curly hair. Until recently, I thought I had vibes closer to those of an evil, crazed Azkaban escapee (Helena Bonham Carter wasContinue reading “Hey, Princess!”
Category Archives: Humor
Wisdom Teeth Don’t Deserve Their Name
It’s kind of like a right of passage – like doing taxes or sitting at the DMV for five hours on a Saturday. Once you find yourself wasting a perfectly good day off doing something less interesting than watching your nails grow, you’re basically a real adult. Congratulations. Well, after getting your wisdom teeth rippedContinue reading “Wisdom Teeth Don’t Deserve Their Name”
The Cyst-er: Emma’s Wrath
We last left my pal Rebecca cyst-er-less. Her future looked bright. She was back to being an only child – at least, she hoped. Although trembling from fear and adrenaline after the extraction, she was ready to shed her “hospital” gown and pull on her flannel shirt (which took a solid five minutes, thanks toContinue reading “The Cyst-er: Emma’s Wrath”
GRAINS
I’m one of those lucky people who doesn’t have to worry about her weight – if I even look at a treadmill, I lose ten pounds. My friends resented me for it and although they always saw the massive amounts of food I’d cram into my mouth, they’d tell me I was anorexic. Continue reading “GRAINS”
Cats and Christmas
In honor of Christmas Eve, I pose this thought: How many ornaments have fallen to their deaths, thanks to our furry feline friends? Notice dogs aren’t necessarily drawn to destroy the glittery objects. Cats are up to something. And I want to figure out what it is exactly. Whether they’re kittens experiencing the holidays forContinue reading “Cats and Christmas”
The Cyst-er
As an only child, I used to wish for a sister – older, younger, twin, it didn’t matter. I just wanted someone who was basically forced to play with me. I mean, when I was five, we adopted a kitten, but we certainly couldn’t do each other’s hair or nails. I had a friend whoContinue reading “The Cyst-er”
Samantha Ryce Curreli 