- Tell Me You’re a Deluded Whack Job Without Actually Telling Me You’re a Deluded Whack JobA while back, I wrote a piece about not believing everything you read on the book of faces. I’m happy to report I deleted the Facebook app from my phone about five months ago andContinue reading “Tell Me You’re a Deluded Whack Job Without Actually Telling Me You’re a Deluded Whack Job”
- Roe, Roe, Roe Your VoteGet in the car, bitch; we are going to smash the patriarchy. My name is Shannon and I have had an abortion. Yep. I will preach it. My abortion was the result of a pregnancyContinue reading “Roe, Roe, Roe Your Vote”
- Samantha Jones is My Spiritual AdvisorIf he seems too good to be true, he probably is. Samantha Jones Remember when Sex and the City was a phenom of pop culture? Before the recent lukewarm reboot, which I still watched becauseContinue reading “Samantha Jones is My Spiritual Advisor”
- Mansplain ThisI have a few pet peeves. Tardiness. People who don’t know the difference between ‘there,’ ‘they’re’ and ‘their’ or ‘your,’ ‘you’re,’ and ‘yore.’ When my gel mani starts to lift after two days. People whoContinue reading “Mansplain This”
- I don’t think I want to live in a world where Crayola makes foodFirst and foremost, I do love your crayons, Crayola peeps. Your markers too. They beat the snot out of Roseart any day of the week. As a poor kid growing up in the 70’s/80’s, thereContinue reading “I don’t think I want to live in a world where Crayola makes food”
- A Year in the Life…We’ve all said it again and again… 2020 and 2021 have been a HELL of a ride. A colleague of mine refers to it as the “corona-coaster.” I wonder what I will tell my grandkidsContinue reading “A Year in the Life…”
- Lucky WrinklesAs a small child, I was incredibly scared of wrinkles. Yes, wrinkles. Not the dark, not the boogie monster. WRINKLES. Later in life, I did develop a fear of some “normal” things like snakes, spiders,Continue reading “Lucky Wrinkles”
- Confessions of a Kissing BanditMany, many, many years ago on a small college campus in New York, a young woman set out to get a Bachelor’s degree in History. With her sights set on law school and armed aContinue reading “Confessions of a Kissing Bandit”
- You’re Too…Loud. Flirtatious. Fancy. Assertive. Bossy. Crazy. Angry. Bold. Sensitive. Noisy. Clumsy. Provocative. Flighty. Dreamy. Curious. [Insert adjective of your choice here] Why, oh why, does “You’re too…” invariably precede another word that’s less than flattering?Continue reading “You’re Too…”
- Oh Canada!No, this is not an appreciation post for Canada’s delicious PM, Justin Trudeau; I am not blogging a love letter to the hottie from Ottowa. Though…whew, that man is REALLY easy on the eyes. WeContinue reading “Oh Canada!”
- No, I Actually DON’T Want to Come to Your Bag/Candle/Nail/Cleaning Product/Makeup/Purse Party**AKA, Confessions of a former Mary Kay Beauty Consultant. One may call me an utter hypocrite for this view; I was, once upon a time (circa 1997), a Mary Kay lady. It was around theContinue reading “No, I Actually DON’T Want to Come to Your Bag/Candle/Nail/Cleaning Product/Makeup/Purse Party*”
- Own Your SexyI am a woman over a certain age (ahem, 40). I am in fact closer to 50 now than I am to 40. How the hell that happened, I could not tell you. As IContinue reading “Own Your Sexy”
- Don’t Believe Everything You Read on the Book of FacesYears ago, I was a Resident Assistant when I was a senior in college. For those of you who didn’t ever experience dorm life in all it’s room-sharing, communal bathroom and institutional furniture glory, anContinue reading “Don’t Believe Everything You Read on the Book of Faces”
- Rule-Breakers and People-PleasersRule-Breaker or People-Pleaser…which one are you?
- Kiss All the BoysI have two daughters that I am crazy proud of. They are both whip-smart, funny as hell (the apple does not fall far from the tree, dear readers), easy to be around and above all,Continue reading “Kiss All the Boys”
- Lead with a YESMany years ago, when my oldest daughter was small, a family friend offered to take her to a local amusement park. Our daughters were the same age and it was a nice opportunity for themContinue reading “Lead with a YES”
- Keep Your Heels HighI’m a woman who likes heels; I never met a pair of heels I didn’t like. The bolder the better. Red stilettos and polka-dot kitten heels. Peep toe and closed toe. Ankle straps and slingContinue reading “Keep Your Heels High”
- I’m a Recovering Julie McCoyHi. My name is Shannon. I am a recovering Julie McCoy. It’s been 18 days since I threw my last party. First and foremost… and you know this is coming. If you don’t know whoContinue reading “I’m a Recovering Julie McCoy”
- Well-Behaved Women Seldom Make HistoryThis is one of my favorite quotes. EVER. It speaks to my soul. It’s been attributed to several different ladies throughout the years, ladies that I admire like Marilyn Monroe, Audrey Hepburn, and Eleanor Roosevelt.Continue reading “Well-Behaved Women Seldom Make History”
- Trailer Trash to Trailer CashAKA, what I did during the Coronapocalypse. I fully and freely admit and own my trailer park origins. We lived in a mobile home until the time I was 10 years old. The trailer parkContinue reading “Trailer Trash to Trailer Cash”
- I am the Anti-Karen**or at least I try to be. First and foremost, let me preface this by saying that I have a very dear friend named Karen. I think we can all say that, can’t we? WeContinue reading “I am the Anti-Karen*”
- Why’d It Take Me So Damn Long To Rock A Bikini?!So here I am folks, 48 and fierce and frank and fabulous. It took me a long ass time to really have the confidence to own my sexy. As I’m sure all of you canContinue reading “Why’d It Take Me So Damn Long To Rock A Bikini?!”
- When Did Words with Friends Become a Dating App?I’m a girl who likes words…clearly. So when Words with Friends debuted back in the day, as soon as I had my first smart phone, I was all about that shit. I am also justContinue reading “When Did Words with Friends Become a Dating App?”
- Growing Up “Irish Twin” Part Two*If you have not yet read part one of the thrilling saga of me and my Irish twin, back your ass up and click here to read the post. Two reasons… 1.) This information isContinue reading “Growing Up “Irish Twin” Part Two*”
- Growing Up “Irish Twin” Part One*I am lucky to have survived childhood with an accomplice, a partner in crime. She’s my sister, my Irish twin. It was not always fun or even nice to have this Irish twin. At times,Continue reading “Growing Up “Irish Twin” Part One*”
- A Woman with a Hat is Just so…VogueLike most other girls in the ’80’s, I had a deep and abiding love for all things John Hughes. If you don’t remember or know who John Hughes is, close this page right now andContinue reading “A Woman with a Hat is Just so…Vogue”
- Resisting InvisibleI hit 30 and thought nothing of it at all. I had just had my first child and was busy caring for this new human I had brought into the world. 35 was also aContinue reading “Resisting Invisible”
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