Housewifely Pursuits
A while back, I wrote a long post about my post-marriage trauma over the housewifely arts. And then Blogger ate that post. But, in a nutshell, it was about how I was trying to get back into cooking, … Read the rest!
You go, little girl.
The other day I was in Target, walking around like a zombie, and I heard a toddler girl making noise in the toy aisle. She said stuff like, “Mama” and “Ahh!” and “Uh!”
Then, I swear … Read the rest!
Mission Not Accomplished
I’m doing this so that y’all (people who know me in real life, plus anyone else who might care) can see how my real life actually goes. Remember last week, when I had a list of 8 … Read the rest!
Acheiving Inner (Intestinal) Harmony
Why does Coke go so well with greasy food? Is it because that’s the liquid people use to remove car battery corrosion?
There’s nothing more gastrointestinally awesome, to me, than pizza followed by a can of … Read the rest!
Things I Want to Somehow Do This Weekend
1. Have a romantic evening with my boyfriend Friday night. It’s already planned – we’re going to a sexy restaurant and then a movie.
2. Buy a new (used) car. A mini-van, … Read the rest!
Manufactured Drama, Part 1
I never do the Black Friday thing because I hate crowds, especially crowds of grasping, mannerless conformists. Not that I’m saying everyone who shopped Friday was that. But I think you know what I mean.
However, … Read the rest!
Thanks!
This year I am particular thankful for the following: Read the rest!
1. I’m not poor.
2. I was born in America and not, say, Afghanistan.
3. I was born in reasonable good health, with decent DNA.
4. The same is true …
Today
The pollution is making a shadow like smoke on my wall. It’s kind of pretty, actually.
My boyfriend (Tad) got a new job somewhat near mine, so we’ll be able to have lunch together again. I’m very excited about … Read the rest!
An Intuitive Fortune Cookie
So this weekend was supposed to be two things. One: a weekend apart from my boyfriend, because we spend every single weekend together, usually, to the point that I neglect my other friends and my chores. … Read the rest!
Thwarted and Informed
The plumber and I can’t seem to get synchronized. His people called the wrong number. He came here, but without the right tools. He came back, but I was at Target and forgot to leave the key … Read the rest!
