Bye Bye, Pie!

Undercover June

Morning. Do I sound intimidating? I've been watching a lot of Undercover Boss, and thank god my weekends mean a lot lately. Undercover Boss is where a CEO or president or whatever hoo-hah of a major company (7-Eleven, 1-800-Flowers, Waste... Read more →

Say "mulch" one more time

I had ideas about what I was gonna write about today and then I sat down and ...blank. ...Oh! Mulch! Yes. I came home for lunch and there was poor Chris of Chris and Lilly, unloading m'mulch. With a big... Read more →

Easter Par-Aid

Last night, even though it was two hundred million thousand below zero, Ned and I went to a restaurant whose name bugs me: Pastabilities. Oh, stop. Pastabilities. However, it.is.delicious. You can't go wrong there. It is an impastability. I had... Read more →

Also, Heinz.

I hope you had a good Easter weekend. Ned and I went to the cemetery. Before you go getting all judgy, Jesus spent Easter weekend in a cemetery, as well, so. Get off your high horse. Ned and I both... Read more →

JG + DWM = TLA

Yesterday I had brunch with Dick Whitman's mom. It was very pleasant to meet her. Oh please. I LOVED HER!!! Wait. More exclamation points are needed! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I knew she'd be the bomb. Every story Dick Whitman ever told me... Read more →

June has first-world problems

In case you were fretting and wringing your hands, I seem to be on the mend. I realized, being home all these days in a row, that I don't get to see a lot of pretty-things-the-light-does in my house, because... Read more →

Post. Posty post post post.

Sorry to take so long to post today, and I like how I have to apologize for not POSTING first thing in the MORNING on a SUNDAY when people like Miss Doxie go a year between posts and I post... Read more →