Back-to-school shopping is, by far, my favorite activity of the fall. Don’t get me wrong, I used to cringe every time I saw Staples’ “Most wonderful time of the year” commercial back in the day (that day being high school). That was before I fully embraced my nerdiness. Now, nothing makes me happier than a… Continue reading No more pencils no more books no more teacher’s dirty looks…
This post has absolutely nothing to do with Mambo No. 5. I know–how disappointed are you?? It does, however, have to do with the fact that Rachel and I have a penchant for titling e-mails with song lyrics. Plus it seemed like a fun idea for posts. So…this is the inaugural lyricism (probably a made… Continue reading I like Angela, Pamela, Sandra and Rita…
Country. Rap. Punk. R & B. Classic Rock. Hip Hop. Indie. Alt Rock. Emo. We’ve got more genres of music today than ever before but there is one seriously underestimated style: oldies. I don’t care what you like, if you’re having a bad day, no amount of “yehawing” or “yeah dawgin” is going to make… Continue reading The power of the “sha la la”
Just got back from my weekend in CT. Boo and I had a great time celebrating our anniversary (once we both, you know, remembered that it was our anniversary). But since I had to fly to get there, you know there was no chance I was coming home sans stories. I’m an aisle-seat kind of… Continue reading Adventures in air travel and other signs it’s hard being a grown up
You’ve all been there. You’re out, having a good time and then it happens. Everything starts to get…well, grumbly. And dark. And you know you’ve only got a few seconds until things get bad. Yup, the summer storm. The perfect way to ruin the perfect day. Or is it? The summer storm–that quick clap of… Continue reading The summer storm: Mother Nature’s puke-and-rally
I have no problem with people talking on their cell phones. However, I feel there are certain places where that should be avoided. Namely, public restrooms. If you don’t mind subjecting the person on the other end to the sound of you peeing, that’s your business. But I certainly didn’t give you my permission to… Continue reading A wee annoyance
Humidity is a curly head’s worst nightmare, so you can imagine how poorly I sleep during the summer. Everyday, I get out of the shower, some of my anti-frizz conditioner still in my hair in the hopes of combatting the poof, and begin the taming process. Depending on my mood–and on what products are closest… Continue reading Fro down, you’re growing too fast!