Crazy shit I have done lately: 1) Posted 8 month old draft on blog for no conceivable reason 2) Lost my mind and good manners and was extremely rude to someone in a customer service position. (Seriously rude. And now I have to attend the Best Picture Showcase in disguise). I’m blaming point #1 on…
Category: Life in Cheesecake City
Dear Immune System…
Dear My Immune System: It’s December, so it’s time for me to make my annual reminder: There is no getting sick in December. There is altogether too much to do! (Sidebar: People of Earth! Can we please move Christmas to July for real? I get that you want to decorate your house, your car, your…
Breed All About It
First things first: Gene has informed me that our next dog should be named Patrice, after the much maligned character on How I Met Your Mother. Considering that three dogs puts us above capacity, I assume that he will have forgotten this whim by the time we’re in the market for a new dog. (I…
So, what else is going on?
Hmm, apparently I started this post at least a week ago. Except, I thought I’d finished it and posted it. In reality, I only wrote the post title. Whoops! Anyway, things here at home are pretty good. Ups and downs but nothing that makes me want to load up the car and flee. Today I…
Pro-tip
When you wake up in the morning because of an alarm, make sure it’s your alarm clock. Maybe, just maybe, it’s the phone, someone else’s alarm clock, or a dream. And then you can ignore it and sleep more.
And that’s a wrap
Actually, it was a turkey on wheat with bacon, but who’s counting. And with that, another Restaurant Week comes to a close. Thanks for being such a sport. Ahem.
Just write, just wrong
“So what are you good at?” she asked me. Almost without hesitation, I replied “I’m an excellent writer.” A few minutes later, she asked me, “How would you feel if you’d been able to have a child?” With hesitation, I told her that I thought I’d be a good Mom, but had reservations and have…
Restaurant Weak
Remember when I used to post about each night of Restaurant Week on each night of Restaurant Week? Remember when we used to actually go to real restaurants each night and not take the slacker way out with carryout from pizza places and sandwich shops? Yeah, me too. Anyway. Sunday: Pizza, carryout. Monday: Sandwiches. Oh…
Restaurant Week: Saturday
So, Saturday we went to a restaurant down in the city. Very far in the city. Our house is 6-7 miles from the northernmost spot in the county; the restaurant was a few miles from the southernmost point in the county. The drive was 45 minutes each direction. Starters: Gene had fried green tomatoes (hmm,…
The Longest Week
So! Cheesecake City Restaurant Week has begun. We have tentatively scheduled a culinary adventure for every night between yesterday and next Sunday night. I say “tentatively” because we’ve given ourselves an out if work is too busy, too stressful, goes too late etc or if we’d rather just stay at home and eat pizza. Considering…