I’ve recently been considering investing in a flak jacket. Some family members and a few close friends have expressed concern for my safety in light of me airing my dirty laundry here on my blog, or “on-the-line” as the P-Child would say. I told them that the ahole guys I’m talking smack about can go f@&$ themselves. The dudes I’m bagging on are not good … Continue reading Flexin’

Andrea without borders

I am boundaryless. And I don’t mean that in a transcendental way. I friggin’ wish. I mean it literally: I do not maintain appropriate boundaries with people. My friends are probably laughing right now thinking, hello Andrea, are you new here? I always introduce my family to new people by asking them if they’ve ever seen the movie, My Big Fat Greek Wedding. I follow that … Continue reading Andrea without borders