This picture is the final piece. The laundry room is now in place and my Pinterest Life is all set and ready to go. I have great books and movies, some casual clothes for my every day treks through Paris and Rome, but most of the time I’ll be wearing gowns. Yes, that’s right all…
Lower it up. When my children were younger if they wanted the music or a movie turned up they would say, “Lower it up, please.” It started with our oldest daughter and the phrase was handed down to the other two. My youngest still slips up and says it now and then. I love the…
It is not often that the words “death” and “vibrator” come together in the same conversation, let alone the same sentence. At least not in my life. I’m sure the two words taken individually could produce a plethora of entertaining dialogue, but together they make for an interesting nail appointment. I’m sitting in the cushy…
Remember Kraft Singles? Or folding a piece of Oscar Meyer baloney in half and biting a hole in the center? Michael asked me these two questions last night. We’ve been married a long time. I had a crap day and after talking with him I went to bed a little lighter, a little less adult.…
But hold me fast, hold me fast, ’cause I’m a hopeless wanderer. It’s Friday, but my little guy (all 6′ 1″ and 198 pounds of him) is sick with double ear infections. This one is for him. His favorite band and a very funny video. Jason Bateman sure can work that banjo. Enjoy! That’s all…
I was at the gym today. I know…so many riveting posts begin with “I was at the gym”, but I promise not to launch into how many squat thrusts I did because I’m not even sure what those are. I mention the gym only as an explanation for how I found myself noticing a woman…
Remember who you are. Work hard and be open to new friends. Have fun. I love you very much. Every year, on the first day of school, I put a note in my childrens’ lunch. My son is a junior in high school and while his note is a very small index card shoved way…
It’s Saturday! Any song that begins with a Speak-n-Spell saying, “Baby Squirrel, you is a sexy motherfucker” needs to be on my blog. Fantastic Song. Bruno is keeping the groove and the cheese alive. Enjoy. That’s all from the laundry room. Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
If you mix an egg white and citrus in a drink, the acid sort of cooks the egg white and makes the drink creamy and yummy. I did not know that. I suppose I knew meringue is a similar concept, but I’d never seen an egg white put into a cocktail. I like surprises. Not…