The Wandering Tooth Brusher
I am what I like to call an EFFICIENT teeth brusher. I mean why stand there at the bathroom sink when you could be getting things…
I am what I like to call an EFFICIENT teeth brusher. I mean why stand there at the bathroom sink when you could be getting things…
No, this is not another rant about how weird and archaic it is to sit around waiting for the man you love to pop the question…
Earlier this week, my younger brother (aka Tech Support) celebrated his 28th birthday. Still, there was a time when this sort of thing happened on a…
I have a thing for cushions. Pretty cushions. Comfy cushions. Pottery-Barn-looking-cushions. (For this I blame the man I was dating last summer; he used to save…
Before I started dating PIC, I could count the number of concerts I’d been to on one hand: Jimmy Buffet and (I probably shouldn’t admit this…
I like to think of myself as feminist. Some days I even think I’m a good feminist, but when it comes to getting engaged, I find…
Sunday night, late January. “Hello?” It’s 11:00pm. I’ve just come home from watching Downton Abbey at a friend’s house and even though I’ve just called out…
Before we get on with today’s travel blooper, I would like to point out that I have been blogging now for like three straight weeks! And…
It’s that time again: some before and after shots of my baby (by which I mean my house of course… pshhttt. Babies.) The open floor plan…
For those of you (to quote my mother) “who live in the Stone Age and don’t know what Kondo-ing is,” I’m referring to the “Japanese art…
The staples were just the beginning. For once they were pulled, it was time to paint… On Choosing Colors: Why would anyone paint a wood floor…
It’s Friday, which means time for another travel blooper. All this talk of ceiling fans, beanie baby physics and boys being boys reminded me of the…