Archive for the 'City Living' Category

In which I take a stand against an (apparent) trend

Wednesday, July 20th, 2011

There’s something I’ve been noticing a lot lately.  I usually notice it when I’m waiting at the bus stop.  Maybe it’s because that’s the only time in my day where I’m just standing there, doing nothing.  My thoughts are wandering and then my eyes will start to wander and then…BAM.
There it is, a face tattoo.
And [...]

In which Ali G Indahouse

Friday, August 20th, 2010

I stopped at the library yesterday after work on my way to pick up Babboo from school. (I had a million CD’s on hold that I needed to check out or I’d lose my place in line.  I didn’t want to lose them if I were to give birth and not be able to get [...]

In which The King thinks they were too pretty to be escorts

Wednesday, May 26th, 2010

Last night at around 11:45 I heard our doorbell ring. I woke up The King and we both got out of bed, put some clothes on and went downstairs to see what was up. I could hear people outside talking…so for some reason I wasn’t too nervous.
I looked out the window by the [...]

In which we do our part to add to global warming

Thursday, April 8th, 2010

I hate to point out my own faults, but dude, it’s been almost two weeks since I last blogged.
You know how our mom’s always told us, “if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all!”?
Yeah well, I’m sort of like that with secrets.  It can be hard for me to keep [...]

Overheard in the lunch line

Friday, March 12th, 2010

Things that the very handsome and very well dressed young business men in line behind me at Chipotle talked about:

using self tanners (”it messes up my hands”)
how they vote on American Idol (”the girls were on last night”)
Gossip Girl (”its easy to love to hate it”) (”you can’t DVR it or you won’t be able [...]

In which my husband has no job and no tan lines

Tuesday, July 28th, 2009

I spent the summer between graduating from high school and moving away to college in my parent’s backyard, working on my tan. I woke up every morning, put on my “tanning attire”, pulled my hair back, applied tanning lotion, grabbed the latest novel I was reading, and spent the rest of the day lying out [...]