That's What She Said… About Being Independent
March 17, 2011 at 9:00 AM
This week’s “That’s What She Said” talks about my recent discovery that maybe I’m not quite as independent as I thought.
I know, right?
This is to blame:
Thanks!
This week’s “That’s What She Said” talks about my recent discovery that maybe I’m not quite as independent as I thought.
I know, right?
This is to blame:
This week’s “That’s What She Said” is all about my family trip to the gun range.
This week’s “That’s What She Said” finds me at a Harmons cooking class followed up with a failed attempt at making my own curry.
Here’s the info if you’re local and interested in Chef Bob’s cooking classes. Throw a flask of vodka in your bag, you know, just in case I’m also attending the class!
This week’s “That’s What She Said” is my petition to have football removed from the Super Bowl.
Don’t shake your head at me in disgust… I don’t like the NFL getting in the way of viewing new commercials.
Speaking of which, the pug/Doritos commercial was amazing – as a pug owner I can say, without a doubt, that scenario COULD TOTALLY HAPPEN! That’s why I don’t keep Doritos in my house.. well that and the fact I don’t really like Doritos.
For this week’s column I created a bucket list. SHUT UP, I’M OLD NOW! This is what I’m supposed to do. Now, if you’ll excuse me…. I have doilies to crochet.
Saturday almost cracked me. First the ordeal with Daisy and then Rosie Finlinson’s trip to doggy ER, but somehow I managed to find a silver lining, which you can read in this week’s “That’s What She Said.”
This week’s “That’s What She Said” is about meeting Steve Wozniak. Yeah, I know right? You can see photos from the night here.
My plans of being the most popular neighbor didn’t quite work out. Read about it in this week’s “That’s What She Said.”
One of my New Year resolutions was to spend more time writing. So far, this particular resolution has fallen to the wayside. I want to entertain you all with tales of wit and charm, but I sort of think both of those qualities have started to fizzle out.
I considered writing about my love life again, but currently there are a few too many secrets there. So what’s left to write about? Hmm… I guess it’s either telling you about the woes of home-ownership or the stress of living with a puppy. Eh. I’ll skip that for now; you’re welcome.
Instead why don’t you read about my NYE at the local VFW post. Those veterans sure know how to party. I use the term party loosely, because OMG it’s hard to get too crazy when there’s polka playing in the background.
2010 is ending… how is that even possible? I guess rather than freak out over another year passing, I’ll just go with the flow. That said, here are my recent columns: best music of 2010 and a list of my New Year’s resolutions.