I shudder the thought. This recipe made an appearance at every BBQ.

Lusting on bald men, lobotomies, favorite toilets and an $80 candle. It’s a Friday

I’m starting a new series on the blog! Each month I’ll post seven on my favorite habits which are making my life better.

Gross skin, the New England Pats suck, juice obsession…all subjects of this weeks Random Seven Friday

Fear of orange, fangirling Caroline Hirons and lipstick for my vagina….here is this weeks Random Seven

Goals are more important than resolutions. Here is a list of things I WON’T be doing in 2019

I found a way to make a really awesome vegan soup that doesn’t suck

Avocado knives, Mrs. Maisel and More Than A Mouthful……here’s this weeks Random Seven

I always feel like I need to explain why I’ve chosen not to breed. I’ve gotten so tired of the attacks on my unused uterus, that I worked tirelessly on a way to put one over on the nosy Moms who effortlessly shamed my childless state. 

Do you remember the vacations before email, cell phones, texting, Skyping, conference calls and the internet as a whole?

I do….with orgasmic delight.

When it happened, I wore the shirt from a half marathon I had completed 3 years prior. How ironic?

I am the nightmare of every book club goer.  You know, those people who pronounce the title of the book they’re reading like it’s a college degree. 

A literary critic, I’m not. Give me a book with murder and food.

In December 2016, I went crazy. 

Not just a little nuts, but full on someone-call-the-doctor-and-get-her-some-meds-quick crazy.

I’m not going to lie, I miss living alone.  I would do what I wanted, when I wanted and how I wanted.  I never went to the cupboard and found only fried potato dust in the bag of chips, the toilets were always flushed after use and it was quiet when I wanted it to be.

Now I live with a man.  3 males to be exact if you want to count the dog and cat.  Not that I’m complaining….most of the time.  I’m surrounded by love.  I knew it would be like this.