My life is nothing like I planned it to be, which is why I know I'm finally doing something right
I never thought I'd say this, but I miss California. I miss the way you can go outside and not break into a sweat from the sheer heat and humidity, that is both oppressive and shocking - given that it's only the beginning of April. I miss our salads. Oh do I miss our salads… Continue reading Welcome To Texas, You’re Pregnant
I'm in Texas, and if there is one thing I have learned in my four days here, it's that the Texans like their meats. We don't eat meat very often in California. That's not entirely true, I serve a very meat-and-potatoes-with-vegetables kind of menu for most dinners; but we aren't talking Texas meat. Red… Continue reading Oh the perspective a lunch date with a dead cow can give…
Let's just cut to the chase right here and now: if you are going to get all defensive and up in arms because I'm about to take all the people whining and griping about winter, and shit, to task - just stop. Stop right now. Go back to your fucking pity party, where you sit… Continue reading STFU Fridays: Winter
I take it pretty offensively when people refer to me as "from California." First and foremost, I don't really like California. It's nothing personal against anyone that does - I just don't gel with it. Secondly, though, I'm just not from there. I'm from Chicago. Get over it. Just because I happen to live in… Continue reading From California
....which means I haven't had much to say lately. Not because I've been on vacation, I just got here yesterday. No, I have had little to say on the ol' bloggie lately simply because I was getting ready for the trip. Traveling is difficult even on your own. So I'm on vacation. Those of you… Continue reading So I’m On Vacation…
Don't believe anything the tourist ads, or the hipsters with their million dollar trust funds, tell you. California has a lot of downsides. Sure, the weather is typically pretty nice; although, there are even some bad parts to that. For one, you no longer have much change to the seasons, which is sort of depressing.… Continue reading The Worst Part About California
Okay, I didn't really have any aebleskivers; yet, of course. And I'm not in an asylum. But yesterday I started off my three day tour of this strange Danish town by sharing with everyone the story of how my husband sent me to Solvang, CA, on a little bit of a "mental health retreat" since… Continue reading Did Somebody Say Aebleskiver Asylum?
