I am woman, hear me whine.
Forgive me mother, for I have bleached.
I’ve come down with a case of entertainment television.
new year’s day showed up to ruin all of my fun.
hosting is hard.
and I feel fine.
Just some thoughts I thought were worth thinking.
Writing about writing to avoid writing.
In the mountains you forget to count your problems.
Life is not measured by the great moments, but by overcoming the moments that make us feel anything but.
Free to try to be me.
Let’s hear it for leaving New York!
Remember, but don’t live in, the past and be strong enough to keep moving forward.
NYC is the hardest test of love.
Our apartment sums up NYC: dirty, crammed, and full of disgusting liquids and creatures
The Mayor of NYC is Murphy and these are his laws.
my new favorite bad word.
Nesting isn’t very social.
Your food is here… and here you are…being fat…and lazy.
mold takes the fun out of fungus