Here's the backstory you've been waiting for about how this blog came into being.
Crap, y’all… this is a pathetic story. Not in the typical Sherry had to be carried home from the bar or fell in love with her Starbuck’s barista kind of way. Its pathetic in a truly sad and loser kind... Continue Reading →
I don’t think I am still welcome at the W Hotel. This is story from years ago that I am finally willing to tell publicly. You see I haven’t taken any fun trips lately. I used to travel a lot.... Continue Reading →
For almost 34 years now my mother, affectionately know to me as Big Sara, has tried to teach me proper grammar. She has tried to teach me a million other things, too, but this has been her most difficult lesson.... Continue Reading →
