Ok, well, this is a little embarrassing. I apparently got out over my skis a little bit. I thought today was going to be my 100th post. It’s all written and ready to go. I hit publish this morning and it tells me that I’m only at 99. Are you kidding me? So, here I… Continue reading Whoops.
I love games. I grew up playing board games with my family-Scrabble, Sorry, Ming, Uno, Monopoly, Pictionary. You’re familiar with them. It seems that I wasn’t the best at reading the directions, though. It was discovered back in the mid-90s while settling down to Scrabble with friends that I apparently had been scoring my game… Continue reading Scrabble For One
Selective Splurges. That’s what it’s all about. Easier said than done, too. Some have mastered it (see the book “French Women Don’t Get Fat”. It’s in my bathroom right now) and others try. Group me in latter right now but I’m aspiring to be in the former. As I told you, it’s been “the birthday… Continue reading Give me (or him) a B!
“That’s the thing with magic. You’ve got to know it’s still here, all around us, or it just stays invisible for you.”-Charles de Lint I’m back. Decided to take yesterday off along with the rest of the world. White jeans and potato salad days, right? Last week, it rained cats and dogs around here. Ridiculous… Continue reading The Incredible Lightness of Being
There is one of those silly little surveys floating around Facebook right now that asks you “How Many Foods out of 100 Have you Eaten?”. We’re talking relatively interesting foods here. Fois Gras. Pho. Shark. That kind of thing. I’m amused to say that I scored a 63 on this list. Not too shabby. Because… Continue reading Armchair traveler? Fridge traveler.
Which are you? I used to be more of a pack-rat, but now I’m in full-tilt purger-mode. Or so I like to think. Maybe it has something to do with having 2 kids. You always hear about how much you will accumulate when you have children, but until you are living in the piles of… Continue reading Purgers vs. Pack Rats
This past weekend was my husband’s birthday. And one of his favorite things in the world is ice cream. He’s 42. Go figure. Give this man a bowl of good chocolate ice cream and he’s in heaven. Seriously. Talk about being easily satisfied in life. As I love to bake for birthdays, I decided to… Continue reading I’m Going to SCREAM!