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Monthly Archives: September 2009
I just had the most satisfying culinary experience of my life. And I don’t think it had anything to do with pregnancy. It’s just good. and easy. cook one chopped onion and 2-3 cloves minced garlic in olive oil till … Continue reading
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No, I’m not talking about Iran. But the dangers are similarly disconcerting. I’m already suffering a constant state of anxiety for some reason, but the prospect of discovering another hawk attack on our chickens tonight is tying my stomach in … Continue reading
So, the built-ins are coming along. If the project doesn’t work out, we always have my mad Photoshop skillz to document what could have been: Once we address the holes in the walls, we’ll have to pay attention to the … Continue reading
GPOYAS has been hijacked by GPOYAT. It seems I forgot to document the precise moment the preggers gauge flipped over to 29 weeks. How will the Internet respond?! For the sake of those who spend their hours with me, I need … Continue reading
There’s probably something biological to it at this point in my delicate state. Some sort of evolutionary advantage. I’m talking about L-O-V-E, of course. Lately, and I don’t know if it’s because the estrogen drip is DIALED WAY UP, or … Continue reading
I remember going to yoga classes with my mom at some point in my life and thinking, “This is bogus.” The chanting. The floor mats. The aromatherapy. Finding a “center.” Bogus, I say. BOGUS! A week or two ago I rented … Continue reading