The only person in the world who may not relate to what I’m about to say is maybe Victoria Beckham…or Gisele Bunchen. But if you were born with XX chromosomes there’s bound to be a day every few weeks when you wake up feeling bloated like a hot air balloon. I don’t care if you’re overweight, underweight, or happy weight. …
This Crazy All The Time?
What were you doing at 3am today? Probably sleeping, I hope. Unfortunately for me, I was in the back yard, in pitch darkness, with a large flashlight in my hand. I’d run outside because of all the noises on the patio. I couldn’t see anything from my bedroom window because for some reason the motion-sensored light in the back did …
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Hyper Furballs
There’s a good reason why I’m not a mom. Apparently I have absolutely no clue about anything remotely maternal in nature. A few days ago I blogged that I thought my stray Coco was pregnant. At least I got that part right, but either I completely missed the fact that she had an extended belly during the few weeks of …
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Tokidoki
I’ve been a big fan of Kidrobot for all its quirky toys from Japan and Europe. Loitering in their stores reminds me of running around Tokyo collecting trinkets/toys from the seemingly endless vending machines. After all, Japan has about 1 vending machine to every 23 people or so according to recent stats. Tokidoki, which means sometimes in Japanese, is a …
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What, Me, A Grandma?
It’s been a while since I wrote about Coco, the stray cat that adopted me as a surrogate feeder. Coco hasn’t stopped by my patio for food in about a week, and I was almost resolved to stop leaving food outside since I didn’t want to encourage the raccoons. But today our paths crossed and I found a very hungry …