When we lived in TX, I made the very grave error of buying a whole bunch of groceries at the ethnic market, and then taking them home and not making them immediately, assuming that I would get to them on a rainy day. Instead, on that rainy day, I got pregnant and was so deeply … Continue reading »
I went to Colorado State University. My brother, in turn, went to Colorado State University. And then my little sister went to Colorado State University. If you were to ask us what the one most memorable thing about the CSU campus was, it wouldn’t be architecture or meeting places for friends or tiny, cinderblock dormitory … Continue reading »
Thirty is interesting. So far, my writing dreams have started to come true, I’m the strongest I’ve ever been, I’ve got a posse of awesome people who I get to spend time with, and my husband and kid are fantastic people. But, on the flip side, since I turned thirty I’ve regressed into the pervmobile … Continue reading »
Taking a break from politics (although I still have a Santorum post and an Obama post to delight the masses) to share something serious with you. One of my main problems–in life–is that my desire to eat junk is balanced equally and oppositely against my desire to continue fitting into my current size pants. Or … Continue reading »