By the time you read this, The Great California Chillpocolypse of 2013 will be over. At least, I hope it will be over. I haven’t been this cold since I lived in Canada – and frankly, that’s saying a lot. (And please don’t get me started on Canadian summers*. Suffice to say that about July [...]
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This is the story of poor, neglected Thanksgiving. You remember Thanksgiving, right? It’s the holiday that comes between Halloween and Christmas. There’s turkey. And pumpkin pie. And your Aunt Helen sticking olives on all of her fingers even though she’s a 107, if she’s a day and far too old to be doing that. (Please [...]
I think Pinterest has ruined the world. And possibly it’s quite evil.
Pinterest is like a bulletin board – only it’s on the Internet. You take all the pictures of everything you’ve ever seen and you post them to different boards. You stalk other people’s boards and they stalk yours. This is euphemistically called “following,” but [...]
Dear Readers, I come to you today to tell you about the dangers of twerking. Yes, I said twerking. I know it sounds like a made up word, but sadly, it is in the Oxford Dictionary. I know. After hearing that, I too worry about the future of mankind.
(Also? Really? The Oxford Dictionary? I mean, [...]
Working my way through the Back to School stuff by posting some of my favorite old blogs about it. I’ll end next week with a brand new, completely unrecycled B2S blog
There’s magic in the air this week. All around, you can see parents with a lilt in their step and a song in [...]
At some point when you become a parent, you lose your coolness. Seriously. I don’t know where it goes, but it’s gone. And you, the person voted “Coolest” in high school are suddenly lumped in with the rest of the goofy parents – basically every single parent on the planet. There is no escape, no [...]
My coffeemaker died the other day. Now before you tell me that it’s no big deal, let me add this: my coffeemaker died on the same exact day I woke up with a headache from drinking port wine the night before. And when I say “headache,” what I really mean is an entire high school [...]
