Deb's Diary

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Dear Diary. As you know, last week I was in a car crash. It happened on the way to work, and luckily, both Blue and I are doing ok. Apart from the odd fender bender and those little holes in the sheet rock in my garage, I've never been in anything resembling a proper accident...
Dear Diary: As I became something of a slight porker over the holidays, I've been running quite a lot lately. I usually run around Lady Bird lake, and on a good day, I make myself do the 4 mile loop. I take the Blue dog with me and always wear my iPod so I don't really pay all...
Dear Diary, I'm pretty sure this isn't anything new, but men are weird. I'm serious when I say that the difference between out two sexes never ceases to amaze me. For example, yesterday, we found out that Jason can't "code switch". I think the entire basis for my life has been...
Dear Diary. Friday was a dark day in the O'Keefe household. I may have reached the end of my tether with the Blue dog. I came home from work, half an hour earlier than usual, all happy to see Blue and let him out of his cage to take him to the park to play, when a terrible sight...
Dear Diary: Yesterday I started my Christmas shopping, and to my surprise, I more or less finished it. All I have to do is get the man something and I’m all done. Not bad really. However, I ran into quite a road block whilst trying to pick something up for my brother and his...
Dear Diary: It's got to that time of year when I have to start thinking about my Christmas plans. Now it may seem a little early, but as I usually go home to the UK , I've got to book my flights before I get raped with the prices. I love so much about going home for Christmas. I...
Dear Diary, I feel a bit bad today because I've been keeping something from you. About a month ago I ran onto an old friend, whom I've known for about three years. This friend was all the things I like in a man, funny, caring, tall, dark, handsome, sarcastic and also foreign,...
Dear Diary. It's that time of year again. The time of year when people lose it over half price sale items, families get sick of the sight of each other and diets go out the window in favour of gluttony and acid reflux. It's Thanksgiving! A holiday that I didn't grow up with. As...
Dear Diary, I had a weird experience this weekend, as I was spending some time with a friend who has an 8 yr old son. Forget that I had to watch my dirty little sailors mouth all weekend and keep my constant stream of sexual innuendo to a minimum, there was even harder work to...