Happy Daddy’s Day.
Things have been chaotic for me in the last few weeks, so I didn’t do anything for my dad today except wish him a happy day and discuss my apartment situation. Bleh. I feel like a bad daughter.
Posts under ‘Ties that bind...and gag’
Goodbye, Jody
Today I found out that Jody Herro passed away on May 25th. Jody was the husband of Jan, one of my mom’s cancer patients. Together, Jan and Jody ran Jan & Jody’s Treasures, an antique shop in Corpus Christi, Texas.
Lessons from Mama
“If you don’t have big breasts, put ribbons in your pigtails.”
Bulldog erotica
You breathe
huskily
in my ear
and I know
how you want
things to be.
You, me on the floor,
in your bed. We’ll
watch the afternoon
slowly drain from the
sun. Me wet from the
storm of your kisses.
Add “feet” under “cat food” on her fetish list
A Story of Seduction
Detecting music that does not suck
What my dad’s living room sound system must have been thinking when it refused to play my John Legend cd:
Beans not included
One cheap NYC restaurant at which I enjoy dining is Empanada Mama. My own Mama is famous for quesadillas, a similar pocket-like food, albeit not deep fried. I absolutely adore her quesadillas.
I feel dead, people
*Today my dad and I went to Old San Patricio and bought steer horns for my friend Nick. That was easy enough, but then we had to figure out how and where to pack and ship them. Oh.dear.God. Nick, my dad and I want those hours of our lives back! In the end, the steer horns were $50. Shipping them to an office building on Park Avenue? $96!
The things they say back home
On hearing that my friend Nick, whom I’m buying steer horns for, foolishly asked me to bubblewrap them and take them on the plane home as a piece of carry-on/carrion luggage.
