Category: The Friends

visitors and cutlery

Yesterday, while having lunch at The Flying Biscuit with the lovely, lovely Kristin of Camels and Chocolate and her Mom (who, ps, is a sly one; she paid for my lunch without me even noticing. of course, that did mean that I didn’t even get a chance to thank her)…

things only I think are funny. again. and the cottage. again.

When I was in Indianapolis with some of the loveliest people I know** every time Karen would say one of our names she’d say them in this Regan MacNeil meets Kermit the Frog style voice. It was both hilarious and disturbing. and she told us that even though there was…

humbled.

Yesterday, at work, I carried my purse with me to the bathroom. I mean, I’ve been leaving my purse in the same spot for 10 years, but now, all of a sudden, everything’s changed. I can’t take a bathroom break without thinking someone’s going to come and steal the 87…