Monthly Archives: November 2014
Not sure if this counts as a superpower…
…but to this day, I can still recite the lyrics to the “Baywatch” opening theme and closing credits from memory. I know. Wasted brain cells at work.
Having a crazy family means never having to say you’re sorry…
…but that doesn’t mean you don’t apologize for them over, and over, and over again.
Stuffing the turkey very shortly…
…turning into a stuffed turkey in 2 hours from now. Hold my calls. Peace.
I’m using a shampoo so good right now…
…that it makes me scream its name during sex. Just kidding. I scream my own name like a normal person.
The Monte Cristo sandwich is a versatile delicacy…
…for when you don’t know whether you want breakfast, lunch, dinner, French cuisine, Thanksgiving or just plain gluttony.
I don’t subscribe to the notion of a no-win scenario…
…but just because I do pay for it once in awhile, it doesn’t make me a quitter.
The difference between a warning sign and a danger sign…
…is that one tells you to tread lightly, and the other tells you that if you’ve tread you’re dead. But when it comes to the sexes, we’re all rolling the dice anyway.
I’m glad pumpkin spice season is over…
…so candy cane ginger crack can take its rightful mantle.
The cause for chaos is not our lack of control…
…but our lack of preparation in the face of it. Then again, there’s only so many times we can check the stove before we attempt to leave the house. Speaking of which…