Kate Ryan

Sheila applied widely and on a whim. She needed a job and she needed one fast.

“Don’t you smash that cake in my face, or I’ll never forgive you,” she said, and she never did, not really.

For all of you crazy people that think going to Target is ever a good idea during the holiday season, this is a list on how to survive a shopping trip to Target is for you…

I have no choice but to start all over again, tomorrow or not at all.

LAX, on the other hand, seemed like a perfect place to pick up the latest deadly virus.

Everyone wants to have the funny tweets because people equate them with wealth, power, and beauty. The problem is, we’re not all funny.

Fresh orange juice, milk, thick slices of ham, a block of cheese, a carton of eggs—her husband kept it this way should this moment arrive.

He thought I was mad, but in an artistic way; I thought he was horny all the time, but in an artistic way.

For the record, I didn’t mean to be born so tall. I didn’t ask for bulky shoulders or a head that doesn’t fit most hats.

I would send some chocolates, but I’m not allowed anymore since they found the shiv in the birthday cake I sent you.