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Category Archives: television
Remember a year ago, gentle reader, when I wrote a ranty post about how I hated making applesauce and that applesauce was messy and pretty much that applesauce was the devil? And then I vowed I’d never buy bushels and … Continue reading
Gentle reader, it’s four in the morning and I am unable to sleep. Not even the soporific snores of my “fluffy” (read extremely obese) cat are able to soothe me back to dreamland. (Let me interject here that if more … Continue reading
Gentle reader, I must apologize for my lack of communication lately. Summer is here, and quite frankly it’s kicking my bum. Between tennis lessons three days a week and swimming lessons four days a week, I am spending an obscene … Continue reading
I am imagining us, gentle reader, on a backyard patio someplace, sitting on cozy (yet chic) wicker furniture, as we watch the children exhaust themselves by running around the yard. The neighbors have cut their lawn recently and the air … Continue reading
1- Whenever I hear the word ‘golden’ I immediately start singing “I’ve Got a Golden Ticket” from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory inside my head. And if I hear the phrase ‘cheer up’ I instantly start humming “Cheer Up Charlie” … Continue reading
On Sunday we watched the Superbowl. The men in my life actually watch the television when the football game is going on. They’re die-hard fans of the sport. I do not understand this point of view at all. Myself? I … Continue reading
The other night I was out with a group of women and the topic of fears came up. Many of my friends eagerly shared their phobias of spiders or snakes or some other normal fear, but I kept silent. Which, … Continue reading