A Queer Girl's Lifestyle Blog

2016 is not even a week old and already it has shown up to my party drunk. I said, "Go home, 2016, you are drunk!" 2016 slurred, "I can't go home, I have a flat tire." This is not a metaphor. Within mere hours of 2016 entering the Eastern Standard Time Zone, your friend Queer Martha was confronted with this: Do you see that? This is an action shot of the front wheel on my poor, sad Merrylegs the Toyota slowly deflating. Yes, only 14 hours into 2016, I got a flat tire. I haven

I believe in making new year's resolutions. I mean, look, New Year's is a made-up holiday that falls too close to Christmas to feel really special, especially when you have to work those weird days between the two holidays. I think the least we can do to try to squeeze every last festive drop out of the last day of the year is to use it as a time to reflect, reset, and resolve to be more mindful about a part of our life over the next 12 months. I don't particularly believe in