Right now, I’m eating hot buttered popcorn and drinking Diet Coke. It’s 10 in the morning. Also, most nights I get pancake cravings, that I don’t usually fulfill. This leads
Right now, I’m eating hot buttered popcorn and drinking Diet Coke. It’s 10 in the morning. Also, most nights I get pancake cravings, that I don’t usually fulfill. This leads
“I had so many things to say, and no one to listen.” – Jerry Maguire However, my dear readers, that is why we have our good friend, Internet. Here I
I did it. I bit my lip, held in my screams and wrote about myself. I know all of you are thinking that I’m not only narcissistic, but crazy, since
Today I got up early, I had a blissfully hot shower, pulled on my favorite khakis, and threw some random odds and ends in my lunchbox. I desperately need to
I have a hard time saying good-bye. I’m not much of a crier, but just those two little words are the magic tear-jerkers. I always feel funny saying good-bye, too
In honor of the fact that it is after Thanksgiving and therefore officially Christmastime, and I am having desperate lack of inspiration, I will now fall back on the procrastinator’s/uncreative
I’m in Texas for the week of Thanksgiving. Last Saturday we loaded Bonnie with suitcases, golf clubs and dreams of queso and bbq, and headed East. 21 hours, several Starbucks
I can be a rather staid person, sometimes to the point of being so responsible that I forget to have fun. (You’re thinking: we know you’re no fun, and now
We went to a costume party on Saturday, and allow me to clear a few things up. No, we are not Adam and Eve, no, we are not Ents. It’s
Yesterday I woke up with a bit of sniffle, a slightly hoarse voice and just enough sickness to make me feel adequately sorry for myself on my way to work.