Lipstik Musings
Beth for President
It's official: I'm announcing my candidacy for President of the United States. I know it's a bit late compared to everyone else, but I've noticed that politicians have to touch people a lot during a campaign. That's why I decided to wait until after cold and flu season was over before hitting the...
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Beth TV
I'm confident now, more than ever, that I can be hugely famous. Looking around at what's on TV, I realize that you don't have to have any actual talent, not to mention teeth, to be the star of your own television show. With this in mind, I have begun to develop an entire network's worth of TV shows...
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LIPSTIK MUSINGS
I'm not your typical housewife. And by that, I mean that I'm not actually married; which I understand is a requirement for that title. But I do understand the whole marriage thing because I've watched a lot of sitcoms. Despite my years of experience though, I decided it would be a good idea to do...
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It seems as though the entire 70's will be touring this summer. Styx, Yes, Journey, Foreigner and Heart are just a few of the bands coming to town. I'd really like to see the Heart/Def Leppard concert in August. The Wilson sisters have got to be in their sixties by now. And who cares? As we all ...
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Christmas may be the biggie, but when it comes to the holiday season, I have to say that Halloween is, hands down, my favorite. Some people love hanging stockings on the fireplace mantle. I prefer hanging a fake, severed limb from my trunk and dragging it along the road as I drive. (What? I said...
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LIPSTIK MUSINGS
My original title for this article was going to be "Why You Should Never Make A 90Minute Round Trip To Pick Up Your Two Nieces, Take Them To A Mcdonald's® With A Playland, Spend Two Hours Shopping For Clothes And Then Walk Around For Three Hours In 98Degree Heat At A Carnival Where...
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Seriously, it's about time I finally did it. I know I've joked about it numerous times over the years in my articles. But seeing the number 275 pop up on the digital scale at the doctor's office last November was the final blow. (Well, it's not actually that bad. I have officially weighed my shoes...








