I’m not real big on spending time outdoors, especially if it means sleeping with spiders in a tent, slapping mosquitoes the size of aircraft carriers, and using tree leaves for toilet paper. (Ew.)…

  You know what I really hate about living on the Outer Banks? It’s that the roads . . .…

It was quite interesting to read the many comments you all left on my recent colonoscopy post.  They just reminded me once more what I love about the Smithellaneous community: you all are ready to jump right in there and share your stories and your experiences regardless of the subject! I know that some of you may wonder though, why I am choosing to talk…

I was planning on writing something profound, witty, and fabulous today but it appears that my brain is still hung over from yesterday’s Wondrous Colonoscopy Experience and its accompanying Foray into The Lovely Land of Anesthesia. Even though I slept most of yesterday after my return from the hospital, I still feel semi-discombobulated today.   Maybe all that horrific prep liquid I had to drink on…