This morning, 15 minutes before my alarm went off, Sunshine woke me up to tell me that I didn’t have to get up because she had given the dogs water and cleaned up a mess on the floor. Yeah, ok. I made my way down the stairs, happily surprised by her mess-cleaning effort, started the coffee and dispensed cereal. After unloading the dishwasher, I figured I should take the dogs out so I could enjoy my coffee in relative peace. Be impressed, I’m usually not so functional in the morning....
Its the day between my sister’s birthday (40! hahahaha!) and the U.S. celebration of the ways in which entire populations of Natives were abused, killed and otherwise marginalized for this silly thing called, “land.” But, I digress… Today, I wrote an article that has changed my life. Mostly because it was an actual article and not one that just plugged a product or service. That’s not to say product placement wasn’t involved, but it was like I actually got to be...
If only I was speaking of me… but no, I have to give credit where credit is due, and today, it is to the creator(s) of the pretzel necklace. This evolutionary miracle is evidently a product of beer festivals around the world. Simple in nature, yet oddly stylish, the pretzel necklace not only provides convenient nourishment, but also a fashion statement that says, “Hey, I’m drinking beer!” At the NoVa Summer BrewFest, I saw several of these necklaces… some were worn by...
Somehow, I made it through the last few weeks of school. Now, I have 10 weeks that don’t require me to set my alarm, nag the kids to get out the door to school, and then hustle as fast as I can to finish up work so I can panic over dinner and forget to use soap when bathing The Twitches before throwing everyone into bed and further nagging them to sleep so they can wake up the next day. Gasp. Breathe. Inhale martini. Summer vacation… lots of quality, hair-pulling time… but at...
Dave Grohl. Daaaaave Grohl. Dave. Grohl. It sneaked up on me slowly, starting with an article I wrote about Taylor Hawkins, the Foo’s absolutely incredible drummer. I’ve always admired the Foo, and Dave, back in the Nirvana days when he was drumming away for Kurt Cobain. But, the more I become a music (groupie) blogger (my job is amazing right now, did I mention that?), the more I get that “two-minutes-away-from-stalker” status. Just needed to put that out there. Dave....
