I didn’t plan on showing you pasta two days in a row. Also, I just spent an annoyingly long time just now trying to figure out which word to link to yesterday’s post. First it was “plan.” But that looked weird. And then it was “showing,” but that made my noggin hurt. Couldn’t be “you” […]
I don’t even know where to begin. And that frightens you, doesn’t it? As you can see, I have zero process shots. Or as my brain likes to Sean Conneryize it, “zhero proshesh shotsh.” But I can explain! (the no shots, not the Sean Conneryizing) Remember the video that we shot at my house a […]
(Originally posted two Superbowls ago. Whenever that was. Like two years ago. Okay bye.) Let’s get ready to RUMBLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. That’s not it at all, is it? It’s a ping pong tournament on Sunday, right? Shuffleboard? Moonwalking whilst covered in tar and feathers and reciting Emily Dickinson with a cake on your head competition? Who cares. […]
Sometimes in life ya just gotta stuff things in other things. I think for us women it obviously started at a young age, when we dutifully learned to stuff our, ahem, bras. And then it was basically mayhem from there. If there is something to stuff, we’ll stuff it. Give me that purse. I WILL […]
The effect it had on me . . . It was like, my mind went completely numb. My throat closed in. My racing heart came to an abrupt halt, and then forgot how to beat for a good 20 seconds. My eyes froze, cried a tiny river, and then found their new happy place. My […]
I can hardly contain myself right now. Would you mind if I told you why? WAIT WAS THAT A GROAN? First of all, remember when I told you all the liquid in my ear sacks spilled out onto the floor and I was dizzy and discombobulated and without a single trace of hope? WELL, they’ve […]
I get excited about a lot of things in life. Thunderstorms, marula oil, strong coffee, boot cut jeans, the return of my favorite TV show(ssssssssss), thrifting, incense, pinpointing an eyelid twitch that’s been driving me bonk-a-lonk for hours, and Antiques Roadshow. But that’s just the tip of the Bevberg. (omg sorry) But this? Oh. THIS? […]
Fried Food Friday. You like it? Not that I feel this should be like, a thing. I’m just mighty fond of alliteration and good times, holmes. PLERS, I fry food like once every 24 millennia, so we have to celebrate! You know, celebrate good times. Come on. TRUTH BE TOLD: A) One of these days […]
How do you call your lover boy? You stuff a chicken pot pie in his calzone. That’s freaking how. I’m having a mild aneurism over this whole thing actually. And actually, I do realize that I overuse the word actually. I overuse a lot of words on this blawg that probably make you want to […]
I like to call this one the Edible Snuggie. Wait, Slanket? You know what, I know this is a tense subject for many, so to appease you all, let’s all it the Edible Snankuggletie. Because that rolls off the tongue sooo easily. But really, when you’re down and troubled, and you need some loving care? […]
