No matter what you’re doing this evening, I send you super-duper wishes for a grand New Year’s Eve. Pants optional.
The Final Countdown
If you’re like me, you’re dealing with a lot of regular life, while also getting ready to celebrate a New Year. Even if that means settling in at home and keeping it low-key. If you’re like me,…
When It Rains…
Mister and I have been battling Marvin. Marvin is the name of our pool sweeper, and we love that little motorized rover because he generally does a great job of keeping the bottom of the pool clean. …
Living With Ghosts
Mister and I live with a ghost. Miss Harmon is basically harmless, though she does sometimes catch us by surprise. Generally, it’s a peaceful co-existence and we’re okay with it. (Never mind that we have to be okay…
I Dorked Out, So You Don’t Have To
After seeing the new “Star Wars” film a few days ago, Mister snapped the above pic of me and R2-D2 at the historic Chinese Theatre on Hollywood Boulevard. I was not at all embarrassed to pose for the…
‘Twas The Day After Christmas…
It’s Boxing Day. A few gifts have been opened and I’ve now seen the new Star Wars movie (fab-o). I’ve eaten Christmas steak, participated in Christmas debauchery and am ready for a post-Christmas rest. But only briefly, as…
Tradition! Tradition!
It’s Christmas morning. That means steak and eggs. And champers. And keeping our pajamas on for way too long. And Christmas music. And laughter. And memories. And naps. And maybe some more champers. And phone calls. And drunk…
Thursday Memories – The White Trash Ghost of Christmas Past
It’s Christmas Eve, and it’s Thursday. So I’m sharing a photo of a White Trash Christmas tree, decorated by Mister and me a long, long time ago. Crushed beer cans and toilet paper garland did the trick. Only…
Joy Personified
While out in the world this week, I witnessed more than a few folks who seemed to be quite frazzled by the holidays. A couple of them were certainly over-stressed, and on the verge of blowing a gasket.…