I was sitting at the desk, fiddling with the blog (what else are you to do during nap time in Las Vegas?). I happened to raise my gaze and look myself in the eye, encounter made possible courtesy of the large mirror in front of me. I saw someone pissed. Or was she bored? Or could it be stress that’s lengthening that otherwise-sweet face?
Part of the Hubbyloo’s Funnies series:
“Hey, I just bought a cool pair of boyfriend’s jeans,” I shout from the walk-in-closet while I button them up.
“What does that mean?”
“Um… Jeans that belong to a boyfriend. But a gal wears them cause she’s hip. Look!”
He glances at me and kinda raises an eyebrow (hard to tell, cause his eyebrows are always reaching for the top of his head). “You must have a short gay boyfriend.”
Although he needed a bit of prodding, Hubbyloo agreed to a night at the bowl for one of Hollywood Bowl’s series events. Not only did he have some work to take care of, but his expectations of this show were below the levels that usually allow him to gleefully agree to my proposals. We went nevertheless. Continue reading
Quiet night at home, and, as it happens, the remote control landed in my hand. Rare occurrence, rare not because of the common war-over-the-remote-control, rare because I’m not a big TV fan and most of the time I have no idea what to watch, thus, in trying to be efficient, Continue reading
I’ve long contemplated this before I actually pulled the trigger. It was obvious that those particular friendships were not a 50/50 deal, far from it. Hubbyloo and other friends were pointing it out every chance they got, but my arsenal of excuses for my friends’ selfish behavior was unbeatable. Continue reading
Dude, did you know Father’s Day is upon us? I was totally oblivious to this until this morning when, while not-at-all-desperatly looking for my Lindt milk pralines, I came across the cards isle at CVS. Who would have ever thought that I would have a reason to let go of the fact that Hubbyloo did not get me anything this Mother’s Day? Continue reading
What is your reaction to the unknown? I like to hang onto the comfort of the known. I frequently tell myself “Why ruin this by trying a different way?” I now realize that I don’t remember myself being any other way. As spontaneous as I was (still am actually – I mean, I was the one who packed a one year old and flew over to Grand Cayman to visit a friend) in terms of activities, travels and entertainment Continue reading
Half-way through the first week I canceled the second week of meal delivery. For good reasons: on Saturday will go to see Billy Joel at the Bowl and Memorial Weekend will fall right in the middle of that week, so why waste the money? (Untold, yet obvious reason: Continue reading
It was a so-and-so day. It seems to me that last time I did this detox with Wholesome2Go the food was better. Now… it could be that, OR… it could be that I am not as mentally prepared for a detox this time around as I was last year. Back then I had 17 extra pounds that I needed to rid of, and lots of prenatal clothes to get back into. Continue reading