Modus Vivendi
Wanderlust, Peopling, Chuks, Fit Bits,
Get Out Innit,& Nom Nom
Oh How Lovely Was the Morning
Early Monday morning I was taking a shower and listening to music before leaving for campus. My wireless speaker was perched on the bathroom windowsill, and while I was blow
How to Prove You’re Not an Idiot
Mary needs to get into a secure website. Computer: Good evening. Prove you’re not a robot. Me: But YOU’RE a robot. C: That’s how I’ll know if you’re one of
You Had to Be There
My son and I went out for dinner and a horror flick last week. I guess I embarrassed him at the hibachi restaurant because I asked the server if we
I Don’t Know
Act I. Boy 1 (Home from D.C. for weekend): What’s that smell? Me: I made carnitas in the slow cooker. Boy 1: Awesome! (Helps himself) Me: (Watching him wolf down
The Epicurean
I received an email last week, and darn it to heck if I can’t find it. This thing was a gem. I’m so mad, I always save stuff like that.
Sorry, Mom.
My son, after reading my last blog post: “You sound like a nun.” “Well, I mean, I’m NOT. I mean, maybe in some ways, but…” “But you sound like one.”