Category Archives: Friendship

My terrible experience with Hotels.com

At its best, travel is relaxing, enjoyable, and sometimes invigorating. At its worst, it can be frustrating, irritating, and needlessly expensive. My recent experience with Hotels.com was the latter. Here’s how it all went down: Where it started: Saturday, May 12, 2012 12pm: My husband and I head out to Ithaca (about a 3 1/2-hour…

Our family’s Christmas rituals

I was reading an article tody about the power of ritual -specifically, about holiday rituals. I know most of us don’t think of what we do at this time of year as “ritual” – it’s just the stuff we do at every Christmas. But isn’t that what rituals are? After all, we’re creatures of habit…

Bras for Boobs – update!

We’ve just got a little over one week to go before we officially launch the Bras for Boobs fundraiser, and we’re totally psyched! We’re still taking Bra Volunteers (all that’s required is a willingness to let us post a pic of you in your bra for a good cause!), and we’ve added another Volunteer to…

Farewell, Olympics

The one where I reflect on the past couple of weeks.

Attack of the cabin fever

The one where I talk about being home alone.

To my friends

The one where I talk about my friends.

‘Twas the night before Christmas…

The one where I wish you all a Merry Christmas!

Are you feeling the crunch?

The one where I start to feel the crunch.

Just. Stop.

The one where I tell you to stop.

You’re welcome, boys

The one where you will thank me. If you like boobs.

Out of the frying pan…

The one where I talk about the horror of the holidays…sort of.

If we never meet, does that mean I’m not real?

The one where I wonder…

Because I don’t know what you people want

The one where I give you my all.

From the most surprising of places

The one where I thank my peeps.

We need to talk

The one where you leave me speechless (or almost). And the dustbunnies from hell.

Ain't nothin' hotter…

The one with the power tools.

The trip to Vermont

The one where we go to Vermont, complete with pictures. Of course.

Dedicated to a man "con juevos"

Think you got juevos as big as Karl’s? Think again.

Easy Rider – Hey, who you callin' easy?

The one with the motorcycles. Again.

Item 1 on my "when I hit the Lotto" list

Haven’t you always wondered what kind of house I’d like to live in? If I didn’t live in the dome, that is. Of course you do! Check it out!