Benedict Arnold Fat Baby

So I decided to get up at 6:30 AM to make chocolate ice cream instead of going for a run because I'm clearly not the adultiest of adults.  I don't adult willingly.  Adulting gives me tantrums.  I cry until snot bubbles form and I can't talk without my breath hitching making every word take a … Continue reading Benedict Arnold Fat Baby


Stop Oversharing, I Was Only Being Polite

So today we came back to the office after a long holiday weekend.  I settled into my daily routine quickly, albeit begrudgingly.  I lamented not being independently wealthy and not being a princess.  I reviewed emails, worked on projects which I didn't care about on Friday and otherwise made myself productive and useful.  They like … Continue reading Stop Oversharing, I Was Only Being Polite

I Got Your Plate Right Here…..

I fancy myself a great cook.  I know this because my friends call me the Barefoot Contessa who talks smack.  I perpetually subject my loved ones to untested recipes demanding to know their thoughts and whether they actually saw Jesus while taking their first bite.  If not responded to quickly enough, I say things like … Continue reading I Got Your Plate Right Here…..

I Learned the Definition of Irony Yesterday

I have this thing with's kind of my religion.  I'm not disparaging the big guy or any faith or house of worship, but my go to solace is music.  My go to inspiration is music.  My go to rage queller is music.  My happy place is music.  My inner soundtrack rocks by the way; it's … Continue reading I Learned the Definition of Irony Yesterday

Talkin’ Dirty

Ever seen this? Yeah me too.   I will readily admit my giggle of delight the first time I saw it referencing Jersey girl 'tude.  Since then I have seen it applied to every, and I do mean every person. Wait!  I'm not done yet.  Every person...and I've seen it for every ethnicity, sports team, hobby, city, state, … Continue reading Talkin’ Dirty