Pizza, Diet Coke and Shamrock Shake, consumed to the accompaniment of NCIS.
I self medicate because I can.
Friday, March 29, 2013
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Leaves a Bad Taste
This has turned out to be a frustrating week in which several mistakes were made. By me.
I wish I could get a do-over on this one.
I wish I could get a do-over on this one.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
Monday, March 25, 2013
Wishes Come True (sort of)
I always wanted naturally curly hair. Who knew that if I waited long enough, I'd get my wish (after a fashion)?
Sunday, March 24, 2013
On Being an Adult
Being an adult (who lives alone) means you can eat cinnamon rolls for supper.
In my case they were Cook's Illustrated Quick Cinnamon Buns with Buttermilk Cream Cheese Frosting. I'm still contemplating dessert.
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Friends for Life
What does it say about me when the party who most often texts me is my local Sonic?
Friday, March 15, 2013
What Would We Do Without FB?
My life will not complete until I have visited the Home for Wayward Babydolls. Who's up for a road trip?
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image: Image of dolls hanging over and piled on a canopied bed in a room in Chicago, Illinois [photonegative]. ca. 1904. Chicago Daily News negatives collection, DN-0002099. Courtesy of Chicago History Museum. Available from American Memory at http://memory.loc.gov/cgi-bin/query/r?ammem/cdn:@field(NUMBER+@band(ichicdn+n002099))
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Sunday, March 10, 2013
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