Category: i am no domestic goddess

And then the F5 key fell off…

Sara

The only TV we watch these days is on Hulu. And that’s only…two?…shows. Which I think is a record for us, keeping up with two whole shows at a time. (America’s Got Talent and Wilfred for those playing along at home.) For awhile we kept seeing promos for a show called Mifits. Judging by the previews, it just looked very…odd. And British. British television is generally pretty odd, in my experience. Something prompted Bob to… Keep reading…And then the F5 key fell off…

Words without a sound…

Sara

There is too much going on in my head right now. I can tell my stress levels are spiking (moreso than usual at least) just by reading my Twitter stream. It’s inundated with my latest fixations and excessive f-bombs. How is this different than any other day? Really, I’m not sure, but I do believe there is an actual increase. Bob said it best, my Twitter stream is really just a conversation with myself. I… Keep reading…Words without a sound…

Domestic goddess I am not…

Sara

Making a grocery list is difficult. I know what we need, as far as our “usual” stuff goes. I just don’t know what to put on it in terms of variety and not crap. I don’t know what to put on it in terms of “new” stuff. Bob and I have been learning as we go when it comes to cooking. When we first met, after we moved in together, we ate out almost all… Keep reading…Domestic goddess I am not…

You know you want to hire me…

Sara

I have been put in charge of planning baby shower games. This is a disaster waiting to happen. A.) I am so not a party planner. I just got done “planning” my wedding reception. The plan? “Here’s FOOD. EAT IT.” B.) My idea of a good time is being holed-up in my cave with Bob playing video games and being snarky about stupid people. C.) I don’t even know the people who will be attending… Keep reading…You know you want to hire me…