Tag Archives: childhood
The Four Loves
So, for Valentines Day, I had planned on telling you how to make a Red Waldorf cake. This one, in fact: I made it yesterday afternoon and B and I tried it after dinner. He didn’t say so because he’s just that nice, but I have to admit that it just wasn’t good. It was […]
Why Horses Scare Me
On our first date, B decided the best way to romance me would be to take me out for Mexican food and rent The Ring, which I had never seen. He was correct in thinking that Mexican food was a sure way to my heart. He ordered the special, some peanut paste/ chocolate chicken concoction […]
Beer + Nerdy Girl = Me at Eleven
Everyone has a go-to story. It’s usually from when they were in school and involves illicit substances, the police, or awkward dealings with the opposite sex. All of these are the makings of good barroom tales. Here’s mine. It’s the one about how my mom packed a beer in my school lunch when I was […]
Won’t stop ’til I get enough
I was born in 1982, a year that was especially auspicious for me because of its ripe placement at the beginning of the 80s. In 1982, the Decade of Excess was solidly coming into itself as gaudy, strange, and smart. It had firmly decided that its bridesmaids would sport day glow, it was OK for […]
Introducing: Dung Chim
Being a little kid is the absolute best (and sometimes, worst) thing possible. Yeah, you don’t have a lot of control over your life, but that frees you up to unabashedly explore all the weirdness you’re surrounded by without being self-conscious about it. You can watch your Barbie video four times in a row, loving […]
The Waiting 