OK, so a little false advertising here. That’s not my fetus. Loooooord, that’s not my fetus. Could you imagine the live team panic if that was, in fact, my fetus? There would be fetus panic along the entire eastern seaboard. This, again, for those of you just joining us, is NOT my fetus. It’s my [...]
It rained here for a couple of days. Hard. It started last night and kept going through today, soaking me as I walked to grab the bus for work. As I stood along U.S. 1 waiting for the bus to make its way to me, I had a really vivid flashback of what later became [...]
When I was barely three years old, my mother and father took me to my first WVU game. I don’t remember much about it except my sister and I having matching cheerleader uniforms and it was, oh, I guess about 150 degrees out. Fortunately, the experience didn’t ruin me on being a fan — this [...]
(via BlackBerry Messenger) In today’s installment, Sweet Ashlea is responding to the good news that Brandon was chosen to perform in the Baltimore Symphony’s Rusty Musicians show at Strathmore in February. Brandon plays the trombone. Ashlea: I just want to know if Brandon will be playing the rusty trombone? Me: You should ask that. Ashlea: [...]
In the magic Inbox, I learned of this drink — the Black Friday Cocktail — which bills itself as the perfect way to end your shopping day. For those of you who may want to try this (and given that about 95 percent of my traffic from Google searches comes from people searching for “Three [...]
(received via e-mail) Train barrels toward woman on tracks … … LMFAO
(Conversation via BlackBerry messenger) In today’s installment, Sweet Ashlea is worried about coming down with a case of the swine flu, and is concerned there may be some conspiracy afoot to prevent her from learning how to avoid contracting it. Ashlea: Confirmed teacher with swine flu at my school Me: :-O Ashlea: It’s everywhere here, [...]
Dear Mom, Despite your best efforts to teach me the components of a healthy breakfast, by the looks of it, I have failed to retain those lessons. However, you’ll be happy to know I did retain the lessons of baking, proper food storage and the frugality of leftovers as breakfast. Good work! Love, Jacque
(The photo of the broom and dustpan is dedicated to my hax0r-like abilities in finding the security flaws the blog, cleaning them out and sewing it up like Singer.) So, I’m back from a weekend spent with my family in West Virginia. On Saturday, we all watched my sister deliver a speech as she became [...]
(via nydailynews.com) So, while spending the last free day of my holiday weekend on the couch watching Guy Fieri make chipotle margaritas (Seriously! Chipoltle margaritas!) and catching up on the morning newspapers, I came across an article in today’s Washington Post that sort of rankled me a little. Parents Nag Via Text-Messaging For. The. Love. [...]
