My husband seriously rocks. Ruth’s Chris? Excellent. They cook their steaks in butter. Calorie count? Food for a week for a family of New Millennial beggars in Lagos, Nigeria (if you don’t understand that joke, it’s because you don’t realize blogs… Read more
I woke up this morning to balloons, a birthday bouquet, and a cup of coffee. Life is good. I got email greetings from a bunch of folks including one from the cleaning chick and another funny one from Joshie. This afternoon I will have Gambino’s… Read more
I am officially 40 now. I spent the last hours of my 30s eating ice cream and reading next to Steve. It doesn’t get much better than that (ok, so, I can think of a few things better than that, like a trip to Europe, winning lotto, being queen of the… Read more
I’m turning 40 without Teresa, Loretta, or Carolyn. That makes me sad. I had dinner with Val last night. Birthday Countdown: 4 more days until I’m… Read more