Despite my flair for the dramatic, I like things to be simple. I appreciate when people get right to the point, my own blogging aside of course, and I value efficiency. While I weirdly, and in some twisted recesses of my mind, enjoy watching the Housewives of Whatever County, I never want that kind of drama in my life….
Week In Review: I’m Baaaaack Edition
♫ “I’m going going, back back, to Cali Cali.”♫ Confession: I’ve never been to California so the idea of going back isn’t exactly accurate. I have no future plans to go there either, although I do have Biggie stuck in my head; this song in particular, on repeat. ♫ “I’m going going, back back, to Cali Cali.”♫…
The Greek Quiche Recipe: Artichokes, Kalamata Olives, Sun-Dried Tomatoes, & Feta
I am so unbelievably overdue on this recipe it’s almost embarrassing. I say almost because it takes a lot for me to be embarrassed. Here, let me give you a real life scenario. Not too long ago at the office, I accidentally ice skated, in my leopard print stilettos no less, across the break room floor, spilling my giant…
WIAW: The Weekday Edition
I have full on conversations with myself all the time. Or maybe they’re monologues. Does it count as a monologue if there’s an actual give and take, even though it’s all from the same person? Now there’s a question for Shakespeare. Too bad he’s unavailable for comment, although I suppose I could just make it up….
Currently: August 2014
I don’t even know where to begin. July was a tough month for me, and I had to disappear for a while. Let’s call it self-preservation, shall we. The kind that allows drinking before noon, not that I did a lot of that, although there were certainly days. In my defense, they were vacation days, so it’s practically mandatory; plus self-preservation….
Swanson On My Mind (Giveaway)
The show must go on. I always wanted to use that phrase. It appeals to my dramatic side and makes me think of Nicole Kidman in Moulin Rouge, which is fitting since today we’re going to be talking about a torrid and tawdry affair between myself and someone other than the Hubby. Gasp. You know what’s even better? At the end…
Sometimes
Oh hey. Hi there. Remember me? Your long-lost blogging buddy, who disappeared without a trace or should I say nary a crumb because you know I wouldn’t leave that on a plate; at least not if good food was involved. You may have wondered where I’ve been. Then again, you may not have and I’d…
A Blast from the Past
I’ve been working like a mad woman at the office. Considering I’m already a touch cray-cray, this has not been helping my sanity. Quite the opposite as back to back to back eleven plus hour days has been wearing on me. Thank god for the Hubby, greeting me a glass of wine and plate of food when I drag my…
WIAW: The Summertime Edition
My summertime eats tend to be dramatically different from my wintertime fare. Gone are the days of rich hearty soups and creamy pastas. They’ve politely stepped aside, or maybe they dropped a shoulder and threw an unexpected elbow to make room for a bounty of salads, a mountain of diced veggies, a big bowl of fruit, and a simple snack platter….
Currently: July 2014
I feel rusty. For real, I’ve only written one blog post in the last bazillion weeks. Obviously math is my strong suit, especially since they declared crapton an official number, roughly equivalent to 267.89 macro-ounce-bytes. Yes, I just made that up. You should take everything I say with a grain of salt and perhaps a dash of…