The Absent-Minded Toddler

Sep 18

The Absent-Minded Toddler

Forget something? You are not alone. Personally, I’ve been forgetting things for longer than I can remember, possibly in the womb. “What did you say this cord was, and why is it always getting tangled?” (A forerunner to hairdryer issues that would plague me to this very day.) I was the two-year old looking for her binky. Or blanky. I forget. The...

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Contact Me

Nov 27

Contact Me

Contact I Can’t Believe I’m Bitter Email: info@i-cant-believe-im-not-bitter.com Social Media:...

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I’ll Drink To That! a day

May 17

I’ll Drink To That! a day

So? Who Would You Rather Have A Beer With? Personally, I don’t drink beer. And, of course, that’s a silly way to choose a candidate for any kind of office. But a piece in the New York Times about U.S. Presidents and their drinking habits got me thinking. About drinking. And Presidents. And stuff. In the 2004 election, a lot of people thought that...

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Women And Their Hair

Apr 17

Women And Their Hair

The entire economy would collapse tomorrow if women were satisfied with the hair nature gave them. Satisfied? Don’t be ridiculous. We spend gazillions of dollars on products and services to change our manes. We dye our hair, fry our hair, curl it, straighten it, streak it, bleach it, cut it short, grow it long, braid it, dread it (literally and figuratively),...

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The E-Mail From Hell

Dec 05

The E-Mail From Hell

No, it’s not a Nigerian letter or yet another solicitation from Omaha Steaks (how many sirloins do thee people think I can eat?). This one is a death threat. Really!!! “Hello,” it begins, cordially enough . . . “How are you doing am mark Madison some one you’ve offended before and now wants to revenge gave me your full details e.g your...

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Shopping Is Not For Sissies

Nov 15

I was waiting on the 9th floor at Saks for Diana, the Shopping Queen. Without her, my quest for a shearling coat would be far more difficult. If not impossible. As I have mentioned before on this very blog, I am not a good shopper. Too impatient. Easily confused. Stunned by the prices. And yet. I wanted that coat. Black, a little dressy so I could wear it in place...

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