There was a new bruise on my knee this morning, roughly the size and shape of the coin slot in a pool table. This time I know where it originated (excitement over a particularly close shot in last night’s UNC – Oregon game while standing unfortunately close to the aforementioned pool table), but that’s notContinue reading “Turning End Tables”
I have tremendously talented friends. We’re talking fire-breathing, elephant-herding, shattering glass buildings in a single B talents, here. (Also, they are firmly in support of snark. And no one told me to write this post–I’m too snarky for that. So, you should read about them on your lunch break.) 1. Fire-breathing Bees? Who they are:Continue reading “Things I like: shameless plugs”
Give a girl the right shoes, and she can conquer the world. –Marilyn Monroe It was their time to go. They were beautiful once: glossy white and blue, leonine in their lounging grace. Rugged. Sharp. But life took over, as it always does. “Nothing gold can stay,” wrote Robert Frost. Too true. Too true. TheseContinue reading “RIP, Honored Footwear”
Perhaps The Wizard of Oz was on my mind this week because I finally had the opportunity to watch Oz the Great and Powerful (James Franco, Michelle Williams, Mila Kunis) last weekend. At least, that’s what I like to think. Whatever the reason, last night, a regrettable sequence of events gave new meaning to theContinue reading “The Woman Behind the Curtain”
On the seventh day of Christmas, my locale gave to me… Seven Frisbee bruises Six mountain mouse heads Five RayLen wines Four to-do lists Three deadlines Two aspirin and a deer crossing just before me.