Most human beings are basically lazy. They can't seem to pick up after themselves. They can't seem to be able to teach their kids to pick up after themselves. And this makes me mad. If you really want to piss me off, throw your garbage out the car window. It amazes me how many people … Continue reading Messy Business
These days I am a pretty calm person, but there are certain things that annoy me every time, and I mean every time. You would think at my age I could be mature about such things, but I guess not. Partly because I am a dweller on things. My brain just wont let go, which … Continue reading Things That Annoy The By Geesus Out Of Me
One of the hottest trends for anger management and stress release these days is rage rooms. A rage room is a place where you get to physically vent all your anger and frustration. A place where you go to smash the shit out of things like computers, printers, small kitchen appliances and tacky ceramics, just … Continue reading All The Rage
An excerpt from my unpublished memoir Cramps and Other Rants from a Crazy Angry Bitch. The events, revolving around the fact that I had turned into Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde due to PMS, take place in Toronto during the mid 80's. You're fired, he yelled after an intense, five minute screaming match. It was … Continue reading Out Of Control
Ever since retiring, I have made a point to avoid rules and structure because I really hate both. As far as rules go, I followed them when I had to but pushed the limits when it came to those silly top-down directives of the corporate world. Working in a old corporation for nine years is … Continue reading Avoiding Rules And Not Playing In The Sandbox
The Birthday Bitch has a reputation for being cranky and unappreciative. This has less to do with growing older than it does with sleep depravation. It doesn't matter whether it is her birthday or not, The Birthday Bitch is not someone you want to be around if she is lacking sleep. Certain relatives, morning people, … Continue reading The Birthday Bitch
Although screaming and trying to understand what was happening, none of us were born bitchy. Or should I say none of us women were born bitchy because, as we all know, bitchy is a term used to describe females. I could go on about this, but this is ancient history and I refuse to beat … Continue reading Let’s redefine bitchy, shall we…
Still Bitchy After 60 Blog 