My Dear Spammers, Thank you so much for your interest in my blog and the dedicated attention you continually show to my posts — some of which were written several months ago. Your unwavering support of my writing cannot be denied. It is touching, truly. Why, I remember when I was just starting out as… Read More Open Letter to My Spammers
Since we both had a long weekend coming up, Husband suggested we escape somewhere quiet, where we could both relax, recoup, and so I could write. That’s actually what he said: “and you can write.” What can I say? Some girls are just lucky. The tricky part was finding a place that wasn’t too expensive,… Read More Lutherans Do It Right
We arrived at the party late because as Husband said, nothing our friend does ever starts on time. He was right. The dinner party was to start at 6:00, we arrived at 6:30, the food wasn’t ready until 8:30. But there was beer, wine, sangria, and over in the corner of the room I spotted… Read More On Wine, Jalapeños, and World Famous Chili
I’m not going to worry about it though. Instead, I’m going to lull you all into a false sense of security by sharing my recipe for strawberry shortcake. Because truly, no one can resist the power of a generous helping of strawberry shortcake. But first, I have to stop taking those dang personality quizzes that… Read More BuzzFeed is Trying to Blow My Cover!
Seriously. I’d like to know. Because if they do, they must sneeze with great style and cough most elegantly, and given the fact that I’ve been fighting a cold with varying degrees of success this past week, I’d really like to know how they handle such a blow to their otherwise beautiful manner of living. But… Read More Do French Women Catch Colds?
I spied you in the phone store, Cradled in your cubby, attached by a cord, Your screen was dark, waiting for more Than a passing glance or a mumbled word. For a part time clerk, seeking a sale, Shows the popular model, the better known brand, I checked your features, my skin grew pale, I held you aloft, I… Read More Ode to My Cell Phone … With Apologies to Keats
For those of you who have not yet joined the craze — oh, you sweet, innocent things — Fitbit is a type of fitness tracker. Kind of like a super cool, high tech pedometer, only better. Husband gave me one for my birthday, because he knows I like toys. Remember that Twilight Zone episode, Talky… Read More I Sold My Soul to Fitbit
I’m not a bartender, so I can’t claim to have expert knowledge on beverages and the personalities of those who drink them, but I am a person who has opinions and a blog. A dangerous combination, to be sure. If you order … Beer: If you are a guy, you are one of the guys.… Read More What Your Choice of Beverage Says About You
It’s summer, you need to get out of the house, you’re hot and tired and just a little bit hungry. Where do you go? Well, there’s always Costco … First, you show your membership card to the happy Costco employee at the door. Sometimes you goof and show them your debit card instead. No matter.… Read More Overheard One Saturday Morning at Costco