I thought it was quite stupid. Stress eating. Is that supposed to be “relatable”?

Nothing to do with sponges, just another InterDesign product: their Turn-n-Lock corner shower shelf is really great. The photos don’t do justice to their quality and style.

I’m big on cycling stuff down through my cleaning chain. New sponge: kitchen; older sponge: bathroom cleaning; oldest sponges/last uses: scrubbing the cat’s litter box and similarly gross jobs.

The most delicious “burned” veggie is the loose roasted leaf of the Brussels sprout. I gobble all the loose brown yummies as soon as I pull the pan from the oven.

Reminds me of the boyfriend who went out for a run every day but never got past the bar.

There’s no “has to” about the server “tipping out.” Many places, it’s not done.

Sometimes I’d rather tip cash. If I do that, I write CASH in cap letters on the TIP line. I worked long hard years for $2.25/hr or less and I don’t believe in tipping somebody who’s passing me a coffee from the counter behind her.

I don’t get Tilda Swinton. To me, all her strange looks verge on Johnny Deppness. Somebody, please explain Tilda Swinton to me.

Why not just embroider some graphic element under there?

My last parent, a widow, died with only the monies from the sale of her house as her estate. There was no will and a fair bit of unsecured debt.

Sorry, I meant my reply to go to BlondeGoddess.

When I was a wee tot, me French mum wrapped my soft-boiled egg with a bit of paper towel then tucked it into a shot glass.

I love having those architectural orchids around and feel extra proud when they bloom again. If you have a cat, though, keep your top-heavy orchid in a heavy pot, or weight the decorative outer pot with a large rock.

Trump would be too close.

It’s been a week y’all so maybe it’s just me but what does

It’s been a week y’all so maybe it’s just me but what does

Mmm, I’m feeling one should ditch the RayBan sunglasses at Coachella in favor of a sun-kissed look like this S/S 2017 Fendi number.

The peach face will haunt me more than those people who turn themselves into lizards, right?

I wouldn’t deign to waste your time with the simple fact of the existence of a Florida Walmart parking lot on a morning like any other.

Good to know.

There is something creepily, slyly knowing about KC. She knows how she looks in that weird hey-I’m-super-flexible-don’t-you-wish-you-could bend-me way.