I have a thing about feet. No, not the ones with toes that you can dig into the sand and wiggle around when you’re being tickled. …
I’ve been on the firm’s “no time to eat or sleep but that’s okay because you’re too stressed to have an appetite anyway” diet over …
A high of 17 tomorrow, they say. 17. O says warmth will come soon enough in Feb once the average temp gets to 40. 40. I would write more …
I realize I’ve been shooting recipes over to you in rapid-fire fashion these days. I’m making up for the weeks of silence we had here …
Dear innocent man (and dog), You may have been frightened several nights ago in Central Park by a small girl running past you, clutching onto a …
I tried to play it cool. I really did. I tried to pretend like my feetless macarons didn’t bother me … that I didn’t lose sleep …
+ This question may or may not have come up in an online dating questionnaire + I may or may not have answered the questionnaire + This …
We watched New York, I Love You last night — we being a half dozen ladies flung over floor cushions, sofas, and bar stools in …
Thanksgiving came a little early and a little late for us this year. Sure, G and I had the standard Thanksgiving fare with the rest …
I have a confession to make. I’ve been holding out on you. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I loved this cake so much I wanted to hop …
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