My friend Matt made me a drink a couple of weekends back: bourbon, ginger ale, lime juice, mint, a sugar cube and ice – you know, to cool it all off and make it perfect for sipping in the backyard. Just typing the ingredient list sets my salivary glands headlong into a sweet drool. I…
Just a while back, I had a bra-piphany. I was saved. I learned that I could spin my bra so that I wouldn’t have to do it up in the back, thereby saving me from further damage to the rotator cuff on my right arm and also saving me from having to replace my entire…
Oh, those iconic 80s dance films…. Quick! Name the winners! For me it’s three Fs, a D and a W – Fame, Flashdance and Footloose – Dirty Dancing and White Nights. Rissa had already seen Footloose, Dirty Dancing and White Nights – I got it into my head that she needed to see the other…
“CHIPMUNK!!“ “Where? Where?” “There, by the BBQ – Lola’s losing her mind” Lola is at the screen door, nose pressed to the mesh, tail flicking, teetch chattering. “There! Do you see him?” “Where?” “There! Now he’s by the post!” “Where?” “There! Now he’s by the bike tire…” *** “BUNNY!!!!“ “Where? Where?” “There! Half way…
When you find pants that fit you perfectly – the pair that turns your derriere into the Holy Grail of asses – the pair that makes your ankles look edible – those pants – you buy those in bulk. Retro style cigarette pants. Just above the ankle. Audrey Hepburnesque. My version of the cigarette pant…
The plan had been to wash my hair in the bathtub. My scalp just couldn’t take any more, I would lose my mind if I didn’t shampoo. It’d had been three days since the shower curtain had been taken down to make way for the skim coat of drywall compound. Problem was, the week was…
My body is such an over-achiever. It’s racing full-on towards decrepitude decades before the norm. The good news? I’m like those Sentinels from X-Men: Days of Future Past – I am able to adapt with every challenge. My Achilles Tendons ache when I wear 4 inch heels? Not a problem! 3 inch heels it is! …
Minuit hated the kittens as soon as they entered our home. Despised them. She exhibited such violent loathing that we frequently had to physically remove her from their backs and spray her with water. At the age of 4, Minuit was well-on her way to being crotchety (not to be confused with crochet-y – although…
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” I shake my fists to the heavens in rage. “Mummy?” “There is NO peanut butter!!” It’s one of those morninigs. You know, one of those mornings when all you want is a certain thing for breakfast? All I wanted was peanut butter on my toast. And only one piece with peanut butter – I…
WARNING: Adult matters discussed in this post Let it be proclaimed from the mountain tops: I have the best spouse and daughter in the world. For Mothers’ Day this year they gifted me a spa afternoon (with light lunch). Four treatments in 4 hours: a facial, massage, pedicure and manicure – all in the delightful…