The universe had a different plan. I really wish the universe had consulted with me.
Category Archives: Observations
I decided to add a top-secret judging category: how much did any of the contestants actually care?
Well . . . you’ll have to wait just a bit longer. The judges are all in the bathroom throwing up. No, seriously, they’re deadlocked. . .
Me + 15 minutes + Dollar Store = redecorated living room.
Pretending you can’t hear is something every married person will agree is a useful skill now and then, but that’s not my great new idea.
I open my email to find hundreds of pitches touting the irresistible credentials of the latest parenting expert, pet food promoter, political maven, aging rock diva or in one memorable case, a low-flush toilet.
We want you to come to our gigs, to support live music, to make that trek across the bridge, or across the street, or across town, to hear us play.
What happens at Girlfriend Weekend stays at Girlfriend Weekend. All except for the pie, which somehow made it home attached to my butt.
There are many Facebook moments in which the “like” button is inappropriate. For these moments, I propose that Facebook offer the option of “Awww.”