Ciroc vodka, ice wine, prosecco and a grape.

I have, at times, been ambitious; I would say that I am ambitious by nature.  I do not perceive myself as ever having been power-hungry.
I hate a let-down.  I disappoint relatively easily, and it changes things for me.
My singing voice is at its very best right before I get sick.
I desire udon.
No matter how tired, [...]

I couldn’t stand it anymore. I got a new phone. It’s a Motorola WD40. Kidding, it’s a W490. It is the blackest of black phones, like the kind Hotblack Desiato would carry if he weren’t behind on his taxes and/or a fictional character.
I couldn’t take it. I was supposed to [...]

Actually, this would be the unbozia of garment.  I have decided that I am going to make a midwestbonvivant.com t-shirt, and I am going to wear it to the bar.  Because, in social situations, I will often say risky and off-the-cuff things to see what will happen, because blogging has potent and inherent risks, and [...]

I went to the doctor this week. We all know how unforgiving doctor’s scales can be. Most of the nurses at my doctor’s office understand that most women do not want to be told the number of pounds that they weigh. I am not blind, I can see those chunks of steel [...]

If you’re anything like me, you’ve seen pet food ads and thought to yourself, “But how do they know it tastes good?”
I like to envision a row of taste testers in white lab coats, glancing furtively from side to side before doing the unthinkable. I have never been able to bring myself to try [...]

Who told me to entitle this entry as I’ve done? Kisses to all my H people. There is no way that I can write a sparkling blog post at this moment. Suffice it to say, I have had to take a decontamination shower, as there was a leak in my [...]