I’ve worked in a lot of very buttoned-up and professional offices, y’all, and I’m pretty sure that this is how every Power Executive does their taxes: What? You don’t think
I’ve worked in a lot of very buttoned-up and professional offices, y’all, and I’m pretty sure that this is how every Power Executive does their taxes: What? You don’t think
You guys, I have been trying to write about things, and do bidness, and sound coherent for HOURS now, and I just keep reading blogs and watching YouTube videos and
I love to sing. Adam and I bonded over belting out tunes while driving, and I still frequently embarrass myself at stoplights. Add your favorites in the comments and I
If you come to the gym with your hair and makeup done (in the middle of the day), why is that? Has the gym been good for your dating life?
The last five days, I have been gamely attempting to fight off a ferocious head-cold/pukey-feeling/illness from Hell, mostly by cowering under a blanket and only emerging to grouse about the
Brudda and Sista dropped in on us last weekend (click here for their photographic essay on the fun) and it was nearly 80 and sunny. We assured them that such
I’m re-reading Eat, Pray, Love in honor of the new movie, and I am once again blown away by Elizabeth Gilbert’s incredible way with words. I laughed and cried with
I love BBQ. Seriously. LOVE. Anything that tastes remotely like “smoky sweet Texas” means I’m in. (It also explains why I like kissing Adam so much, ba-dum-ching!) Because of this
(So I realized that I missed Adam’s birthday, and V-day, and lots of other important updates that I totally should have included on this here bloggity. However, sticking with my
I keep everything. Well, not everything. But cards, notes, movie stubs and scraps of paper with doodles or notes from friends – those are IMPOSSIBLE for me to throw away.