Something’s going screwy with my Olympic fever.
The soft tinkle of rain is such a lovely sound to wake up to.
HEY YOU! Vote now on the year’s ugliest oven mitts, and enter to win some free merch! I should have liked this more than I did. I think I’m due for a truly stellar Smackdown ...
Is there anyone who doesn’t love a dumpling? I defy you to find me that person.
First Tuesday of the month: Tight Ass dinner. Theme chosen by last month’s most impressive tightwad: picnic food. Incredibly mundane response: pasta salad. Level of satisfaction with meal: priceless.
It’s Monday and that means yes, here I am with dinner based around an ovum protein source.* *Another synonym for “egg,” from thesaurus.com: cackleberry. I am so not shitting you.
So many awesome and wonderful and maybe a little scary crazy have jumped in to keep the fires a-burnin’; my sabbatical may be longer than planned, just so I can publish everyone’s glittering contributions. Or ...