Monthly Archives: March 2015

The Conference

One day they will say this about me: She made a mean chocolate chip cookie, but she was awkward on conference calls.  I’m cringe-worthy, really. I’m the one who gets booted out, I’m the one whose sound it always just a little bit wonky, I’m the one always accidentally muted,…

Don’t Just Say Yes — Get Your Calendar Out

“We have to get together for coffee soon.” “Let’s totally have drinks!” “I would love to go for lunch—I never see you!” “It’s been way too long, I miss your face. Plans?” These are actual things I have said, on more than one occasion, to more than one person. And…

Pancake Heroes And One-Hour Martinizing

When I make pancakes, they always look a little bit what I’d imagine pancake autopsies would look like. Or a failed science experiment of sorts. But my kids don’t care. They are happy to eat them even if they are never shaped the way pancakes are supposed to be shaped….

I Will Probably Always Have Knobby Knees, Though…

I am thankful that my mom’s blue eyes and my dad’s green eyes trickled down to me in the form of a little b/little b and I get to be one of rare 2% of the population with green eyes. And most of the time I’m thankful for the head…

The March Break-ation

There’s a tremendous amount of girl screaming coming from somewhere outside of my closed bedroom door. I think it’s maniacal laughter, actually, but I can’t be one hundred percent sure because it’s coming from at least one floor below me. So, it could be fighting yelling, but I don’t really…

It’s Dirty, I Say

Lots of you have asked about my new job, and interestingly, it’s in the same way people used to ask about my blog. “Are you going to put this on your blawwwwwg?” friends would ask when something particularly ridiculous happened like that time I stepped on the bird. I would…

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