It started so simply.

It began with a casual comment that led to a good idea that involved a minimal amount of planning and should have been easy to accomplish.

Unfortunately, as usually happens with my plans, it all headed south pretty much right out of the gate and then just snowballed straight to hell from there. – Fat, Fifty, and Menopausal.



 There should be a gif of Jeannie eating popcorn here but I can't post but one image yet AGAIN. This shit is old, Booklikes.





At 31% I have realized hat where Goode starts off and where she ends up are two vastly different places. Ladies and Gentlemen, I have found myself- only younger and with kids. I’m still not sure if she got her picture taken however I would really like to lose the mental image of Stephen King in a red, one shoulder, floor-length gown with crown and sash.


I haven’t had coffee and the cats want their breakfast but I’m just sittin’ here glued to the Further Adventures of A Goode Girl.