Okay – yesterday was my dear husband’s birthday. And I had rehearsal. Shit. I feel bad about that. And I want you to know, that my husband in no way made me feel bad about this. He is much too nice for that. The feeling bad part was created in my own busy little mind.…
That’s something my (maternal) grandma used to say – “You need to get out and blow the stink off of you.” And the older I get, the wiser those words become to me. Dear friends had a party, and for once, busy schedules cleared, stars aligned, etc. and we were able to attend! And a…
You may well ask. Especially since I’ve been absent for a month. Well, the appropriate answer is of course “here” (get it, up to here – I crack myself up – now back to reality). I’ve mostly been here with no excuse for not writing blog posts. However, I did get my fat old lady…
Okay, that title sounds disgusting. What I mean is, I made a goulash recipe that called for the addition of water and flour to thicken it – something that I usually avoid (explaining all the “soupy” meals I foist on my hubby) because it scares me and because I personally cannot abide flour lumps in…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 