There Ain’t No Flies on Us – Just Our Walls
We’ve still got ’em. Sewer flies. Still here. Only now they’re bigger and, it seems more resilient. Maybe it’s because we know what they are (and where they come from), but somehow they’re getting harder to kill.
It’s a Kind of Magic
It’s the bullet. The Magic Bullet. I’ve been shot. Neither grinder nor blender, cuisinart nor mixer, it’s combo. A sit-on-the-counter, throw-in-your-dishwasher, who-knew combo.
Resolve This
Rather than fall off various wagons and miss crucial deadlines, I didn’t even bother making resolutions. It’s not that I think I’m perfect. Far from it…
Afternoon Delight
It used to be all about Grande Soy Lattes and low-fat, no-whip fraps. Spending my children’s tuition at Starbucks? Uh, yeah. Until now. Because there’s a new drink in town…