Category Archives: Chris
I made a deal with the devil [for some good weather]
We’ve been going on three or so months with chilly temperatures and rainy weather – which I understand isn’t as bad as some of you have it with your SNOWmageddon and your SNOWpocalypse, but you adapt to where you live … Continue reading
Feeling campy
First of all, before my husband gives me anymore grief (“You’re just going to disappoint your LOYAL READERS?”), let me just say that I am going to start a Dear Sarah advice column, probably focusing mostly on booze (hey, it’s … Continue reading
Mary Mary, quite contrary
We’ve been doing a wee bit of gardening the past couple weekends and let me tell you what: That shit’s hard. Seriously, I don’t think I’ve worked so hard in all my life. You see, growing up, we had a … Continue reading
Where everybody knows my name
When Chris and I lived in San Diego, we had a local bar, Lucy’s, which was like our own personal Cheers. Chris and I met at Lucy’s, we had our Post-Wedding Bloody Mary party Lucy’s, all the bartenders knew us … Continue reading
Who knew a trip to the drugstore could be so exciting!
Earlier today I Twittered about needing to leave the house to go out and buy hair goo, “smelly stuff,” and Bisquick (a random combination, yes, but all items we needed, nonetheless.) The “smelly stuff” is in quotes, you see, because … Continue reading
Hello, 2010 and another blog!
And just like that, it’s twenty-ten. The leap into the new year passed without incident. Despite my best efforts (two cups of coffee) to stay up until midnight, I ended up conking out at 10:30 PM. I awoke on New … Continue reading
Morning routine, interrupted
Earlier this week, Chris had a morning flight to Sacramento, so I told him I’d take him to the airport on my way to work. Normally I don’t get out of bed until right after Chris leaves for work, so … Continue reading