I didn't spend the day trying to write within the lines while my hands grasped the pencil so hard that it made my fingers hurt, leaving red bumps as a reminder that I have difficulty writing....but my son did. I didn't spend the day worried what would happen if I didn't stick to my routine....but … Continue reading I’ve had a bad day, but not as bad as it’s been for my son.
It was a status symbol of your adulthood. You probably got it after graduating from college. You might have acquired one in college. All you know is that the neatly outlined pages of lines and numbers represented your life…and it was starkly blank. Do you remember thinking to yourself what you would put on those … Continue reading Do You Remember Your First Calendar?
I decided to try this blog thing out and be casually serious about it. Is that a thing? I mean, I enjoy blogging (mainly because I'm too lazy to handwrite in a diary anymore and if feels good to just let.it.out.), but I have friends who are successful (and darn good) at being bloggers, and … Continue reading Full Disclosure
There has to be an easier way to do this.
Note: This post has nothing to do with lobster bisque, other than that part it played in the irony of life. If you follow me on Facebook, then you'll know what I'm talking about. Look, I'm not going to pretend that I know how to take care of aquatic life creatures, even more so pretend … Continue reading We’ve Lost A Few Good Fish This Year
See that steam? The picture doesn't do it justice. There was even more steam as The Great Thaw progressed. It all started with me not reading the directions of a recipe in detail. I had all intentions of cooking Butternut Squash Spaghetti....until I got home and read that after I fight with the butternut squash … Continue reading This is probably a terrible idea.
When you find out your close friend has cancer.... all you can do is laugh with her. Friend: "What if they scan me and I light up like a Christmas tree?".... Me: "You can call it your Christmas Cancer." Friend: "Do you think if I go back into the office and ask for the cancer, … Continue reading Late Night Conversations
Breakfast.Lunch.Dinner.Snacks in-between.This.Is.My.Life.I enjoy cooking. I enjoy eating. I do not enjoy cleaning up after cooking and eating. Someone should keep track of the percentage of my time spent in the kitchen. That someone will not be me as I enjoy breathing in a normal pattern. If I were to keep a record of it, hyperventilation … Continue reading My Life Revolves Around the Kitchen