• cookie monster

    The only good part about Valentine’s Day is Bree’s annual cookie-decorating soiree, which I’ve missed for the past three years. I was back in full effect on Sunday, Super Bowl be damned. I am a cookie-decorating rockstar (and stylish plate fiend). BOOYAH! This poor swine has the flu. TRAMP STAMP COOKIE! For the record, I

  • the eve approacheth

    Gettin’ in the mood. Ima miss the fireworks this year, though. Oh, Canada.

  • booooo target

    This pretty much makes up for everything, for all time.

  • everyone’s a tourist

    A few weeks ago James and I trekked to Queen Elizabeth Park to take in some pollen, pat some bees, eat a bag of sour sweets, hug trees and other hippie activities. We saw no less than seven wedding parties, some extravagant high school graduates and a cadre of cross-dressed cosplay kids, all preening for

  • keeping my nose clean

    Though several days have passed since the election of the Next President of the United States, I haven’t updated since, and so: My guy won! Woohoo!

  • boo bravo

    I am naturally biased, but oh, my lil jack-o-lantern squash turned out gorgeous. Its seeds weren’t bad, either.