Hey hey, ya’ll. Me, my husband, and my fake husband will be tromping on up the East Coast for some pilgrim-inspired feasting this week. You know what Thanksgiving reminds me of? Elementary school. It reminds me of all those times they dressed us up in three-cornered hats and we did stilted versions of “stone soup”. […]
Remember that time I said I’d start blogging again? Yeah… So much for that. Instead, here’s a photo of Robin Hood trying to pierce the armor of the impenetrable Clark Kent.
Hello. I’d like to clear the air. — I never intended my most recent post to signal an impending year-long blogging sabbatical. At the time, it read like a simple ‘Ms. CQC is having an off day’. But as time wore on and the page never updated, the sinister title “Nothing to Say” read like […]
No really, I’ve got nothing. All day I plodded along in my daily routine thinking “I should really update my blog. My adoring fans must be missing me.” Then I checked the daily stats. Total clicks today? Zero — Its okay, friends. This shall not deter me. I still spent several moments throughout my day […]
I write this in the midst of chaos. In case you haven’t heard, the entire East Coast is panicking over the presence of “Frankenstorm”, a hybrid hurricane + nor’easter that’s wreaking havoc all over the place. If you recall, The Mister and I do not tend to hyperventilate over such events. And such is the […]
Greetings, friends, from the Most Stressed Out Place on Earth. — Before I dive into my current inhabitance in Stressyland™ , a recap of my activities as of late: Despite my last post’s focus on the crisis of having accomplished nothing by age 25, I’ve actually been accomplishing quite a bit the past few weeks. 25 […]
The Mister used to think that the follow up to the lyrics in the title of this post were “back of my neck getting burnt and pretty.” Its not. This is why I find him adorable in everything he does. — Summer in the city is, indeed, hot as shit. With no greenery to absorb the […]