[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] It’s Sunday, December 12th. We have but a mere thirteen days until Christmas. I’ve barely started decking the halls. Heck, we don’t even have a tree up yet. In the words of Clark W. Griswold, Jr., This is a full blown four alarm…
Recipes (for Disaster)
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Today: The devil’s cupcakes.
[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] As you may have heard, Nick officially joined the ranks of old people yesterday. So I made cupcakes, but not just any cupcakes… dark chocolate, chocolate chip cookie dough cookies. Here’s the secret: whip up a batch of cookie dough (with sea…
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Today: Blueberries for Sal. Or Sally.
Or Cal. Or some other pal. Really, these blueberries are for anyone. It might be grey and gloomy and wet out (why the heck did I think it was a good idea to run at the beach today? Holy Hurricane Bobby!), but it’s Farmers Market…
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Today: Stop the madness.
A funny thing happened this evening. End of post? Sorry, not tonight. Better luck next time! While gulping down a post-run protein shake (how quickly I’ve made the transition from non-er to marathoner-in-training!), I looked at the box of organic whole wheat gourmet penne and…
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Today: Put me in, coach.
I’m ready to play. Today. Look at me, I can be… Wait, what? This isn’t the dodge ball team meeting? I like purple, though. So I’ll stick around. It’s official, people (and the robots that leave spam in my comments section). I am running a…
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Today: Step one is acceptance.
[Photo source] Before you get too involved in this post, I need to warn you that I am about to reveal just how much of a dope I am. And you may never want to hear from me again. So quickly peek at a few…
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Today: Unfashionably on time.
I pride myself on being punctual. As the ancient Roman saying goes, Early is on time; on time is late; and late is unacceptable. And now we must feed you to the lions. In the Colosseum. Every once in a while, though, I get sidetracked…
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Today: Moving stuff. On my owwwn.
Storage facilities are strange places. It’s hard to not wonder about what people are storing there, and how many of your fellow clients are involved in organized crime. Or have been on an episode of Hoarders. Or both. In my professional life, we’ve been dealing…
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Today: Macrobursting with excitement.
Fortunately for everyone in the Boston metro area, I am not a paid weatherperson. In times such as last night, I would be a complete loose canon on air. Pea sized hail, everyone! Macrobursts! Tornadic activity! Then again, I have heard some doozies during WBZ’s…