…and I need you all to tell me what you think. (Sorry for the shameless self-promotion lately, but this IS MY BABY.) (Honestly.) (So much sweat was involved, you have
…and I need you all to tell me what you think. (Sorry for the shameless self-promotion lately, but this IS MY BABY.) (Honestly.) (So much sweat was involved, you have
I did it, dear ones. I made a Facebook page. A fan page. That feels strange, so help me feel validated… and… well…. like me.
Today was awfully awful. It started bad and got worse, and I really needed a pick-me-up or 20. Hence, today’s list of things that have slowly made life worth living
I know, I know. I’m way behind. I haven’t blogged in weeks days, I’m working like crazy to cover everything I didn’t cover while Little Joe and I recovered from
Besides being a food lush in real life, I’m also a writer for the REAL Food Lush, as of this week. Hooray! I decided to begin my illustrious food-blogging career
I’m jumping aboard Gitz’s wagon train (or was it train band? train wagon? Something about a band and a train and some oxen and 1848 and everybody’s doing it. Whatever,
Well, well. Once again, you have asked, and I have answered, with what might be the most fun request yet. I had a little too much fun looking at lamps,
One of the prettiest and most poignant commercials in recent memory: [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DDL5yXIWs28&w=640&h=390]
I have some very stylish friends. I always have, and I have always been a bit behind them. Every decade or so the rest of the world likes what I
It’s nearly 8 p.m. on a Monday, which means I should be driving over to a friend’s house to hear Brad say super-intelligent things about all his certifiably insane girlfriends.