i heart boobs.

Happy Last-day-of-work-before-the-cruise-HELL-YES!! First, a very quick recap of earlier this week: Tuesday, I met Matt at Salut again for the last visit for his article. The bartender, Raj, is fantastic. So is their food. Not so much with the crowd, but I’m kind of charmed by a place where I can sit at the bar with a cappuccino-in-a-bowl and not ...

cheese makes her poop!

I’m beginning to wonder how anyone ever has time to be prolific on this here internet. I barely even have time for my semiweekly update! Also, it’s possible at some point that there will come a NON-best weekend ever, but it’s kind of hard to imagine. Friday lunchtime, Cindi, Andy, Stephanie and I assembled at the Happy Gnome before heading ...

GOPHER REJECTS! ! !!!

Dearest internet, how are your things today? My things, they are excellent. Because on top of everything else, there is HOCKEY. Wednesday evening, we achieved our goal of ultimate chillaxation, with a surprising amount of household productivity as well. We did laundry (I dragged my giant bag over to Matt’s, because I have this problem involving running out of underwear ...

canast-y

My hair deserves a certificate of achievement today. DUDES HERE’S THE DEAL: I had PMS yesterday. I slammed my thumb in my desk drawer and almost started crying, and that almost-crying continued for three hours thereafter. In the interim, I renovated my closet. It began as packing; I discovered I have probably 47 pairs of capris and an equal number ...