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After sharing such tasty treats from the Salad Cookbook, Mike decided to peruse the Casseroles volume of the series. Before you run away screaming, I promise there’s no jello.
Yes, There's a Whole Set
Mike: Corned Beef Casseroles – PLURAL! *page flipping* ‘Shallow rectangular glass dishes are the backbone of casserole cookery.’
Me: Find me something really gross.
Mike: [...]
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I love learning that the water I found covering my bathroom last night is the result of my upstair neighbor's toilet overflow. Yummers. #
Just downloaded the Justin Timberlake / Charlie Sexton cover of Hallelujah from #HopeForHaiti. Most enjoyable charity work I've ever done. #
Nothing like a rainy day filled with painting and listening to [...]
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I drove all the way to North Carolina to bond with my dad and escape the cold yet here we sit surrounded by drifts of white, icky snow. Hoo-motherfucking-Ray.
Both Born in the Sixties
Our oldest brother Mike managed to land just before the snow hit. We spent the morning listening to him quote recipes from an [...]
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Thom: I had a revelation the other day.
Me: With Jesus and everything?
Thom: Yup.
Me: Bring it.
Thom: Tom Brokaw is the same age as Mom.
Me: For reals?
Thom: He was being interviewed and said he was almost 70.
Me: And how did that get you to Jesus.
Thom: He was 33 when he died and 33 is a multiple of 3 [...]
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God these titles just get worse and worse. No wonder someone just came to my site after searching for “fingernail porn.” Seriously, somebody stop me.
I’m going to take off on a tangent before I even get to the meat of the post (she said meat). Close your eyes and envision – oh hell that’s not going [...]
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For some unknown reason, people are talking an awful lot about Barbies. When I think about Barbies, I instantly think of my dad.
Dear Ol' Dad
What? No, it’s not weird at all. C’mon, you totally think of my dad when you read about Barbies, too.
I had many, many Barbies – some were hand-me-downs and some were [...]
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Sometimes They Can't Be Saved
I broke my two river rule AGAIN this weekend. Here’s a little clue to manipulating the Elly – tell me you’re moving back to Michigan in three weeks time and I’ll follow you everywhere you go in an attempt to cram in as much quality bonding time as humanely possible…even if [...]
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I went to a dinner party earlier this week. I broke my two river rule for a potluck that was devoid of both pot and luck. I am a stupendous friend.
For the most part, it was a fantastic outing filled with good food and fun people. I’m still sucking at all those, “So what do YOU do?” [...]
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Oh yes, my dear sweet couch, I have missed you. #
Ever wake up with glitter all over your face and no idea how it go there? Me either. #
…also having lost the ability to spell. Extra fascinating as I never made it out of my pj's nor the apartment yesterday. #
Some days the heart just [...]
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My plumbing is broken, my uterus is leaking, and the zombie is back in my fireplace. Obviously the way to solve all these problems at once is to run away, and that’s just what I’m going to do.
I have a big day of garden traipsing and museum browsing planned. Before I break my two river rule [...]
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