Tag Archives: alcohol

Loose Lips

Everyone knows that alcohol loosens your lips…but should it loosen your hips.  I call my vodka my ‘liquid courage’, it helps me say the things that I am just too damn afraid to say.  

Some people may say I am obnoxious…that is only if you find yourself at the end of my accusing eye. I take everything in, ruminate on it, save it up for a rainy day. So you know if I have a ‘go’ at you about something, I have been thinking about you, for a long time. read more

Personal Space

I have a giant personal space bubble. Christmas shopping, being in crowded spaces in general invades that personal space bubble. I don’t like it. It’s something that grates on my nerves.  I don’t like being touched without warning, and I do not appreciate strangers coming and touching me.  I even flinch when Papa Devil and Devil Spawn touch me.  I’m not a touchy feely kind of person.  If I hug you, know that it comes from a place that I really had to reach deep down to do it. read more

The REAL affordable gift guide.

Now that we are on the countdown to the fat man visiting, it’s time to start thinking about what to get our loved ones.  Or the people you have to get gifts for.  I’ve seen a few gift lists getting around already but I haven’t found one that is in the budget of struggle street.  I couldn’t give Devil Spawn the gifts I do without the joys of Christmas Layby.  For everyone else, I usually do a mad dash in the month before Christmas by trying to find shit that is cheap but doesn’t look it. For the Devil Mama: Retro Slushy Machine, Kmart: $39 As soon as I saw this baby in Kmart I knew I had to have one. So I could share with the whole family. Ah hell who am I kidding, my first thought was ‘Woo vodka slushies’. Slushy Magic, Big W: $14.86 Slushy without the mess? You had me at hello. This bad boy would be great for more vodka slushies.  Nom nom nom

Mighty Peep-Toe Heel, Target: $50
I love a hot pair of heels. Sadly they do not love me.  I would buy these just to walk around the house in!

A6 Patten Journal, Typo: $6.95

 It’s no secret that I love notebooks. When Typo opened up near me I nearly wet my pants with excitement. It was a porn shop for the stationary lover.  I could spend hundreds in there. Then my bank balance kindly reminds me, calm down fuck head you haven’t got enough money to buy all the things.

For the Devil Papa read more