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Target Practice
My husband, Mister, and I entered the shooting range and the ratta-tat-tat of the gunfire was intoxicating. Terrifying, but otherwise exciting. Scratch that, we didn’t even have to enter, we heard...
My husband, Mister, and I entered the shooting range and the ratta-tat-tat of the gunfire was intoxicating. Terrifying, but otherwise exciting. Scratch that, we didn’t even have to enter, we heard...
I realize this one week too late. I should have posted this on 4/20 then I could have said any number of clever things: Glazing over, she admired the pot...
I picked up the above brochure from a hospital in Nicaragua and thought, “Damn, if this doesn’t sound like fun.” So, with the help of a dehydrated and seriously ill...
The victim was a fictitious person named Pierre DuPre. I married him for the best three months of my life (sorry Mister). We hosted our very first Murder Mystery dinner party....
I didn’t expect to love holding a snake. In fact, I had a whole tummy drop moment when I realized that my brave face was about to be put to...