My Name Is Kellee & I'm An Alcoholic...

...okay, not really - like I really need another meeting to attend.

I just wanted to get your attention (you'll find that's a constant theme here). Welcome to my zany world of divahood, wifeliness, daycare antics & all-around work/life imbalance. Here's a few ground rules/warnings:


Uno. I curse. A lot. So don't be all, "ZOMG!" when the word cunt crosses your eyeballs here. That's my second favorite word, next to "clearance".

Dos. I'm a big, fat, stinking commie Liberal. I recycle religiously, believe that global warming will destroy this Earth before my children can retire, knows that Rush Limbaugh has got to be as close to the devil as we'll know in this life, thinks Barack Obama gets no respect & would have done the whole Occupy Wall Street thingamabob if it wasn't so damn cold outside. If you just gagged about any of that, I don't think we can be friends but we can debate gregariously.

Tres. This isn't another mommy blog. Yes, I will discuss the crazy little people in my life, but we'll cover lots of topics that make me cop the Thinker's Pose: politics, work, pop culture, relationships, the latte I purchased that made me not only late for work but caused an overdraft fee on my debit card, what my mom/husband/frenemy said to me that made me frown for 5.2 minutes until I had a glass of wine, etc.

Quatro. Please enjoy my musings or at least humor me. Comment profusely. People have been asking me to start a blog for years & I've finally mustered up the courage to do it. Don't make me shut this bitch down.

So, yep. There we go. I'll be back when something interesting pisses me off.