When I was a kid, my parents never went out on New Year’s Eve. Not once. They never had people over, either—it always was just the ...
A close family member found my blog the other day. It’s my own fault. I have a link in my email signature—since I’m such a publicity whore ...
The night before I went back to Weight Watchers, S and I cooked together. Although I do the majority of the cooking around here (and he ...
There are a lot of mirrors in a gym. Back when I was a workout fiend, spending at least an hour there six (often seven) days a week, I loved ...
I’m embarrassed, I’m chagrined, and most of all I’m pissed off that our government has committed a whopping $35 million to SE Asia. This after been shamed by the ...
I have very little insight or eloquence to offer right now, so I’ll just post a few links:
Some kind and wise blogger has set up this site as a ...
Tonight I’m going to a Weight Watchers meeting, for the first time in over two years. Things have reached a tipping point, I suppose—none of my lycra-free clothing fits any ...
This is my last birthday-related post, I promise (well, this year, anyway)…
When you’re a freelancer, money is always an issue. One month might be overflowing with business, ...
I’ve been having computer issues for the last few days, but I hope that within the next few I’ll be posting about the following:
My birthday dinner at ...
These didn’t start out as Birthday Muffins. Yesterday morning, when I found myself staring at a buttload of fast-ripening bananas, getting hungry for something mildly sweet ...