Tags » Jenna

Time Is Flyin'

Granddaughter Soph is getting big fast! She sat up by herself tonight! She’s already having battles with Aunt JJ over Apple Devices.


She loves sitting upright so I dug out Jenna’s old booster… 18 more words

Jenna

Thirsty Thursday: No Sleep Til Richmond.. Or Ever

“I feel like I’m tangled in the thorns of faith.”

I snapped my head back as if I had been slapped across the face to see what was going on. 3,939 more words

Black Metal

Thirsty Thursday: Drunk in a Graveyard Creepy Pasta

It was 1974, and I was living in a small mill town north of Spokane. If you ever found yourself in the mountains on the few days of year when the grey skies dissipated, you could peer right over into the Canadian border, although most of my neighbors preferred to stay unaware of the outside world. 1,664 more words

Drunk In A Graveyard

Monday Check-In: Young and Rich and Outta Control

J: Hey Cate!

C: hello hello!

J: Thinking this week we should change up our weekly check-in again this week and do a bit of a High Point/Low Point, financially speaking!  772 more words

Cate

Financial Baggage: Will I Survive a Layoff?

I have been completely engrossed in an unfolding story from The Billfold’s Mircea Vlaicu, chronicled in his column 30 Something Worries. He’s been sharing his fears of being laid off (I encourage all of you to read his… 1,421 more words

Jenna

Thirsty Thursday: A Second Thirsty Creepypasta

The Siren Song

HELLO. I write to you from the dampest corner of Lafitte’s, 941 Rue Bourbon. I find myself in my ninety-ninth year, and feel as though it is time for me to pen my memoirs, as I am uncertain if I will be able to make it through another oppressive summer. 2,286 more words

Horror