Food.
What can I say? I love it. I love it so much that I sometimes watch the scene from Spanglish where Adam Sandler makes The Sandwich on repeat. I love it so much that I plan whole days, weeks, vacations around its consumption. Read the rest of this gem…
I was going to name this post something like “My Mother’s Secret Balls” or “Real Domestiphobes Like Balls Any Time Of Year,” but I didn’t. Which I think it a true testament to how far I’ve come, maturity-wise, since that time I kept talking about nipples.
Sometimes I think we forget this is real life. Read the rest of this gem…
If there’s one huge peeve I have in this world, it’s when a person says to me, “I don’t like [insert some food here] and I will absolutely never eat it under any circumstances for as long as I live forever and ever amen.” Read the rest of this gem…
Okay.
This may be a sponsored post, but it’s filled with readable stuff and hey — a recipe! — so I would qualify it as more of a “bonus post” than an actual promotion.
Or maybe a bonus post with a promotion thrown in.
I hope to be back home and blogging about my actual trip (it’s been a whirlwind — let me tell you) by tomorrow afternoon! Read the rest of this gem…
You know the kind of guy who’s a total geek, but he’s also a sexy geek? Read the rest of this gem…
Okay, look. The absolute bestest thing about working from home Read the rest of this gem…
So I’ve been on a bit of a pistachio kick lately. Read the rest of this gem…
