You know those people that do things out of the goodness of their hearts? The ones that do for others, just because, and never complain about it? Yeah..sooooooo not me. With my parents galavanting halfway across the world in Singapore on some alleged “business” trip, I’ve been caring for my elderly grandmother (do I even have to put…
Blame it on the Rain
It’s been uncharacteristically rainy this past week here in Orange County and I’m loving every second of it. Unfortunately for you this means that I’m too busy drinking chai lattes and watching the Law and Order: Special Victims Unit marathon on USA to blog. In fact, I’m so lazy right now I’ve only been flushing the toilet every…
This Post is Brought to You by Jesus. Sort of.
Okay. So you know how most kids play dead when you mention the words “it’s time for church” on Sundays? Not Andrew. He’s the world’s Happiest Little Catholic. So much so, that we’ve been politely escorted to the “back room” on more than one occassion. Here’s a sneak peak at his enthusiasm for all things…
You Say Tomato, I Say It’s Cuter If You Call it a Termator…..Or Something Like That
Believe it or not, my husband and I have our share of disagreements. Sure, we look like a hot, steamy, ultra photogenic couple in love, but underneath all of the amorous gestures is a relationship fraught with tension; mostly because he has yet to come to terms with the fact that I’m always right. Our…
South Beach Can Suck It
Well, I’m back on the low carb wagon folks, and that means one of two things: 1. I’m going to kill someone.2. I’m going to kill someone slowly, using the kind of torture that would make Homeland Security cower in the corner. Here’s the deal. I’m fat. I’m not self-depricating here people, nor am I…
That’s What Friends Are For
My best friend is looking really good lately and I can honestly say that I’m not at all happy about this; in fact, I’m pretty pissed. You know how it is with women; for every ding dong we consume, we want our girlfriends to eat two. It’s an endless, silent, seething competition, even among the greatest…
What the Frack? Fridays.
For my first installment of “What. The. Frack? Fridays: I took Andrew to get some bloodwork done at a local Orange County hospital-affiliated lab. Since his Cystyc Fibrosis diagnosis, we’ve been frequenting the joint somewhat often, and people are beginning to recognize us now. Andrew is fast becoming a new favorite and the nurses and lab…