No, honey, I will not murder you when you cease to be a fast driver.

Happy Thanksgiving, all my Canadian friends.  Although I've always thought that Thanksgiving is among the lamer of the holidays, given that I have never been interested in pie, turkey, or any of the usual turkey-trimmings-pie-fanfare.  And yet, it's … [Continue reading]

Sorry, but I’m not a bodybuilder

I am in a MOOD. I was in a very chipper mood this morning, even though it was snowing and gusty and freezing. Part of this chipper-ness had to do with the fact that my husband is now at home and I am not the sole responsible adult around here, and … [Continue reading]

When the cat’s away…

My husband is briefly out of town, and you know what that means!  Salad for dinner, an episode of NYPD Blue, and going to bed at 8:45 pm!  When the cat's away, this little mouse is going to get her party on.  A salad/NYPD Blue/early bedtime party.  … [Continue reading]

NOT DOCTOR SLOAN!

Well, dammit.  I guess I'm never watching Grey's Anatomy again.  You know, I ALMOST stopped watching after Meredith's near-death experience, and I ALMOST stopped watching when Denny had a recurring post-death role, and I ALMOST stopped watching when … [Continue reading]

SANTA’S COMING (in less than three months)

Yesterday I kept hearing people say "It's only three months until Christmas!" which got me to feeling like this: SANTA'S COMING!  Of course, in three months from today I will be either a) taking down the tree and packing up the decorations because … [Continue reading]

Tony Romo and his huge boner

My husband was watching Sunday NFL Countdown, when I overheard the commentator say "Tony Romo had the biggest boner in NFL history." Who uses the word "boner" interchangeably with "screw up" anymore? Or ever, for that matter? In any case this, for … [Continue reading]

Feeling the love

It seems we all have very strong opinions on skinny jeans!  I do feel that we should have learned lessons from the eighties.  I will say this, my very worst hair decision ever - and this is even worse than my 1985 mullet that my mom had home permed - … [Continue reading]