Moronic things I’ve done this week: I spilled half a smoothie in the hallway, far enough down the hallway that the stain cannot clearly be attributed to me, but moronic nonetheless. And yes, I did my best to scrub the skim milk out of the…
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Today: Don’t be tardy for the Democratic party
Among the fifty gagillion reasons I’m happy we moved, is the fact that I can now vote in city elections. Nick voted in Boston elections whilst living in Brighton, but on the side of Beacon St., I was not so lucky. Sure, we had better…
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Today: Tell a tasteless Halloween joke
I apologize for the poor quality of today’s images. Ever the dingbat, I left my camera cord… well, who knows where? I am not a huge fan of Halloween, but I do love The Nightmare Before Christmas and candy, so it can’t be all bad.…
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Today: Mark it on Martha’s Calendar
You probably know how much I adore Ms. Stewart. Everything she does is just so good. My favorite page in Martha Stewart Living has always been Martha’s Calendar. On any given Thursday, while I’m watching YouTube videos babies dancing to Beyonce, Martha might be pruning…
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Today: Order in
I wasn’t sure if having our groceries delivered was lazy and wasteful, or just plain genius. Now that our first Peapod delivery has arrived, I am leaning toward the latter. I’ve been slow to make friends in our new building (save for the older gentleman…
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Today: Restore order (at a store)
If I wasn’t in love with our condo (and if I hadn’t vowed to never move again… until we move again), then I would seriously consider taking up permanent residence at the Container Store. From their punny shopping bags (Contain yourself! …get it?) to their…
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Today: Pitch a tent
We went camping last weekend, and I lived to tell of our adventures. This was the first time I’d really slept outside, on purpose. Technically, I didn’t actually sleep, but I’m jumping the proverbial gun here. We arrived at our designated campsite on Friday afternoon…
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Today: Get ready for some football!
I thought maybe I was a football widow, until inferred from Wikipedia that that was inherently a bad thing. I should probably clarify that no, I did not get married and no, Nick did not get mowed down by an errant pigskin. But yes, I…
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Today: Fall back to reality
This is how I know it’s Fall (even though it isn’t until September 22nd): I wore a sweater today. I am allergic to my allergies. I can’t find a parking spot. Anywhere. There are giant yellow buses. Everywhere. I wore corduroys today. Kidding. The tomatoes…