Since yesterday consisted of an entire post dedicated to my mom’s insanity brilliance, I thought I’d take a minute to talk about my brother, Edward … Rand and flew down to L.A. for about 24 hours last week. It was a quick trip – there and back, with one night in a hotel (which is…
Since my friend Desiree’s visited a few weeks back, and I’m awaiting an upcoming visit from Christine (the brilliant blogatrix behind this post, and several awesome comments on the site) I’ve been thinking a lot about my life in Florida, and how I’ve changed since then. Don’t worry – this isn’t some sort of soul-searching…
Warning: some of the links in this post go to sites that quack, loudly. It is horrible and designers of those sites are morons. I suggest turning off the volume on your computer should you intend to click on anything. – I recently wrote a guest post for a travel blog, imploring people to be…
The Fourth of July just passed, and as my husband and I stood watching fireworks with a couple of friends, I got to thinking a bit too heavily about what it means to be an American. No, I wasn’t drunk. Nor had I ingested any sort of chemical that would cause me to wax poetic…
I started this blog roughly a year ago. It’s tough to say the exact date, because I posted a few articles that I had lying around on my computer, guessing when I had written them. Consequently, I’m not sure when my blog’s exact date of birth was. It’s even harder to figure out if you…
It’s Canada Day! I’m sure many of you have donned your favorite sweaters and maple-leaf long-underwear and are headed out to enjoy a summer’s day on one of Canada’s many beaches, possibly while listening to the musical stylings of Bryan Adams. For those of you unable to make it out to a chilly northern beach…
A few months back, my car was threatening to be difficult. It hadn’t really acted up, but the “check engine” light kept going off, and it struck me that I wish everything in life were kind enough to inform you of its impending break down. In a panic, I brought my car into a repair…
I think I might have to categorize this next story in the “this sort of crap only happens to me” file. Here’s the thing: I refer to children as munchkins. I always have. It’s literally impossible for me not to. I even refer to my friend’s son as “Munch-munch”, a derivative of munchkin. I’ve always…
Dear Teenaged Everywhereist, Hi. How’s it going? I’d like to take a few minutes to talk to you about your future. Sadly, I won’t have time to get to the whole “hair issue” you have going on, but needless to say, you really need to stop bleaching it. At home. Apparently while blind-folded. Here’s the…
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