Love, Italian-Style

So there’s this really cute, young checkout guy at the supermarket; he’s tall with dark hair and amazing green eyes, and we’re always chatty with each other, which gives me false hope that he’s interested. Anyway, he’s always asking me about food and what’s good and what’s not, so it’s a good excuse to makeContinue reading “Love, Italian-Style”

When Push Comes To Shove-It

Preggers… Jesus Christ!! Oh heavens no, not me, I’m not preggers, thank God! I’m no breeder… and frankly, don’t tell anybody this, but I find it slightly disgusting, you know? It looks so awful! None of my designer clothes would fit, my ankles would get swollen and I don’t want my belly distended like that. Well,Continue reading “When Push Comes To Shove-It”