Is anyone else missing the significance of the salt girl in the rain?
What does it mean?
Who is she?
Why is she spilling the salt?
All I have are questions, not a desire to buy more Morton.
Seems cruel to leave a child out in the rain with nothing but a cylinder of salt.
One of the only good things about winter is that our garage can now double as a refrigerator.
Me, still hangry after a salad for lunch: “I’m just going to have a few delicious almonds for the afternoon.â€
Co-worker: “What person would you turn into with a Snickers?â€
Me: [Unamused glaring]
Torn about bubble tea? Me too. I tried it for the first time last weekend. Can’t quite decide if I love it or loathe it. Leaning toward the latter…
Sometimes I’ll intentionally be wrong just to see what it feels like.
Now that this post is already out there, let me just say how much I love Maille cornichons.
Let the ads commence.
“If you stick a pot roast in the oven, what’s to stop it from getting done?†~ ‘The Women’
#LifeLessons
#JungleRed
“Arrivals†sounds so much happier than “Departures†but you can’t get to one without going through the other.
“Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?†marked my first exposure to a cappella singing groups.
Oh, tell me where!
Our local newspaper, the Times Union, recently posted the following headline on its FaceBook feed:
“Albany officer Christofer M. Kitto, 34, was charged with patronizing a prostitute, but police say the shooting was justified.â€
It would be genius if I could be entirely sure that they were in on the joke. Sadly, I’m not entirely sure, given some of their typographical errors of late.
The other night I had a dream about Ladurée macarons, which I’ve never actually had the pleasure or privilege of tasting. Definitely a sign for someone to send me some. They do ship. Let me know if you need an address…
Animal prints never much interested me on underwear.
Until Tom Ford told me it was ok.
Not directly, but I understood.
