What can I say? Momma loves chocolate.

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Did everyone have a great Mother’s Day? I did. There was breakfast, cooked by someone NOT me, a back rub, a boatload of chocolate, a picnic and a movie. That last bit was my idea. I’ve been jonesing to see The Avengers all week, but normally can’t justify seven movie tickets. Hubby is hell bent on getting rid of our Netflix subscription, but I manage to stave him off arguing that we never, ever go to the movie theater… Then I sniff loudly and look generally pitiful. It works, since he knows one of my most favorite things in the world is a trip to the movies. Continue Reading

Atlas Sulked: the teenage revolt against “the nanny state”

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Now that Paul Ryan has backed away from his fervent embrace of Ayn Rand, claiming that she is merely one of many influences on his political thinking despite video of him declaring that she was his primary reason for engaging in politics, and despite the fact that he requires all of his staff members to read her work, it’s possible the author of Atlas Shrugged and The Fountainhead will begin to Continue Reading

The end of the saga

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The wonderful thing about first world problems is that they so often have first world remedies. Sadness over the loss of my laptop and everything stored within (Goodbye, book!) can be soothed, if not completely vanquished by the free form consumption of many, many chocolates and by repeatedly singing along mournfully to The Smiths. Continue Reading

Book. Schmook.

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Today I heard myself complaining that my barista had put too much milk in my cappuccino.

Oh, good heavens. Somebody put too much nutritional goodness in my recreational beverage! Alert the authorities!

Yup. First world problems, I gots ’em.

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Put that shovel down

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I have been gardening most of my life in St. Paul Minnesota. Sure were are having a super warm and early spring but starting a garden now is risky. Twenty years ago the common wisdom was to put the plants out and plant the warm weather crops at the end of May.

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