I get to have a massage today. I get to have a massage once a month. It comes with Poor Kyle’s insurance, so it’s free, essentially (we get reimbursed). I never thought I would be the sort of person who … Continue reading
This post brought to you by the letter “S.” Image from here. Before I got married, my last name started with “S.” I was Camille S—, and I was deliriously happy to be her. (Well, except for the phase in … Continue reading
My life is just like Jerry Seinfeld’s. You remember Jerry? The star of “the show about nothing?” Image from here. His show was about nothing, but really, it was about everything; or should I say, every nothing. Such a clever, … Continue reading
Guess what happened to me today? A woman looked me in the face, and asked if I am pregnant. Just like that. “Are you pregnant?” What could have possibly given her that idea? Weird. Thankfully, I’ve been growing some pretty … Continue reading
…the prospect of sleeping in the backseat of a Ford FYadda50 doesn’t even phase you: Though the “morning after” experience is not nearly as glamourous as one might imagine. As you may know, Poor Kyle and I are seasoned road-trippers. … Continue reading
I’m so vain; I once considered myself an expert traveler. Sadly, my friends, I must be out of practise. Rusty even. *Note* When taking a trip wherein crossing international borders is part of the itinerary… …it might be helpful to … Continue reading
Normally, Mondays and me do not agree. Luckily, I am on holidays from school for a week, and that sort of makes everything better. In this case, I’m almost glad to see a Monday, because it means that last week … Continue reading