So I was riding my bike the other day, when it struck me that Poor Kyle doesn’t love me at all. Leastwise, he doesn’t love me as much as some men love their spouses. Tangent: I once had a friend … Continue reading
I’ve always professed to hate the month of August. I always will hate the month of August. I will go out of my way not to get pregnant in November or December, just so I never have to celebrate my … Continue reading
I have been giving a particular matter a lot of thought, and finally, after debating back and forth a hundred times, I’ve come to a decision: I will no longer read private blogs. Phew! Glad to have that off my … Continue reading
Last night, I was cooking corn-on-the-cob in a pot of boiling water on the stove (as opposed to on the grill, which turned out to be an epic failure the last time), and in a twist of unfortunate circumstances, I … Continue reading
It’s only a matter of time before this becomes my reality once again. I’m not ready. I never get anything done in August. I always have the best of intentions, but they just sort of fall to the wayside with … Continue reading
Once upon a time, before the sun disappeared, we (my husband, our company, and I) grilled Caribbean Jerk Chicken on our most beloved barbecue grill. The grill makes a cameo appearance in this photo from this very old post. The … Continue reading
Sorry I’ve been out of comission lately. I spent yesterday traveling to Canada with my sister and her husband and their 18 month-old boy. Ahem—their active 18 month-old boy. Oh sure, he looks cute enough, but in all reality, kid’s … Continue reading