like most of my misadventures in nutrition and portion control, what starts out innocently, for example a friday night forehead to forehead celebration of the ice cream sandwich, pre-empted with a two hour-plus tribute to pasta with pesto; ends with my puffy,...
ok, before i begin this post, dax shepard if you’re reading this, can you please vacate my dreams? it’s getting annoying. it’s not like we’re romantically involved, in either an R.E.M. capacity or even some deep-recessed, twisted,...
friday zippity doo dah to you m’loves! my oh my what a busy week! and it looks like it’s going to be an even whackier weekend. hunkiest and i have checked our calendars, and it truly is the most wonderful time of the year! from now until the 26th of...
monday morning kisses-on-your-heads to you m’loves! how was your weekend? did you pound the alarm nicki minaj style? or were you a sade smooth operator? i had a little of both condiments on my hot dog. the highlight of my weekend was visiting the grand opening...
you know as kid you get an image of what a princess should look like? and act like? not the snobby, stuffy kind. but the fairytale one whom as a young girl you dream of being and growing into? a lass so beautiful you can’t stop staring, and then once she sinks...
me neither. the last few weeks has been one heated, nasty, name-calling, head butting, index finger to the eye, chess game with mr. sandman. if i’m pushed i’ll even throw out a yo mamma…. so far i’m winning the slurs, but i’m losing at...