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.
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.
I love to rant about politics. (I also love to state the obvious. Obviously.) I recently got published in a pro-free-markets, individual liberty, Constitutional piece of wonder called Liberty Ink
I love Julia Child. I also love to cook, but more in the fashion of Chef Louis – with much humming and jigging and dabs of flour and throwing ingredients
So I watch this and laugh at their expense: [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Z2Z23SAFVA&fs=1&hl=en_US]
I’m so glad I said “I do” two years ago today.
my taxes. Ah, the joys of being self-employed! go running in my new pink shorts, wowing our neighbors with my pale legs. organize my life. (not my office, not my
There is nothing better than snowshoeing, dreaming, shooting guns, playing games and laughing heartily to fill the soul. The fella and I just got back from a week in Oregon,
The Christmas tree comes down today, an event that always sorrows my sentimental little heart. But in its wake are goals for this next year – plans for fitness and
Prompt: Soul food. What did you eat this year that you will never forget? What went into your mouth & touched your soul? Food is about people. I love to
I haven’t written much about Christmas this year (unlike most years, when i inundate the Internet with sappy posts about love and snow) and until now, I didn’t really know