Holly from Nothing But Bonfires arrives today (checks clock…okay, I got an hour) from Singapore, so I’ve been frantically denuding Walter the Christmas Tree, vacuuming, washing dishes and trying to hide my yarn magazine and stash so she doesn’t know what a nerd I am. My cleaning efforts are probably useless, but hopefully she’ll be […]

…that makes my skin clear up.
Really, I spent all day yesterday vomiting on an airplane and I’ve never looked better.
Christmas was wonderful, albeit fattening and a little exhausting. I’m sure my family feels the same way, since they did all the work while I played with babies. But Friday, my dad had a great oyster […]

…in which case I want them to save my dog first.
Simons and I are heading home to Charleston tomorrow morning for the holidays, and naturally, because we have no children aside from one smallish, mulish, goatish, brownish farting cur, we shall be bringing the dog home with us. Christmas Eve is, after all, her birthday. […]

Yea gods, I am pure.
Of course, I’ve had to put my own special touch (read “stupid”) on these oh so lovely Christmas card thank you notes. Yesterday I spent two hours walking all over Russian Hill trying to find a place that sells envelopes. We thought ourselves so clever making our own cards this […]

59 down. Only 300 or so more to go.
Kill me.
I’m living in terror that I will see people over Christmas who will ask me whether I’ve received their gifts, and then I will wither and perish of humiliation. Heaven forfend. So here I am at 12:33 a.m., writing feverishly when I would have much […]

Simons and I just finished making chocolate caramels. They’re so good, we’re considering not gifting them. Mmmmm…pretty too.

I’m writing thank you notes (FINALLY) and I haaaaaaaaaaate it. I really am grateful, and would happily throw dinner parties for each person or make them individual chocolate caramels with sea salt imprinted in their name. But I HATE writing thank you notes. HATE IT! HATE IT! I’m combining some with Christmas cards, and some […]

How much do I love Chinatown. I go at least once a week, for lunch or just to snoot around the different stores. There’s a place that makes Peking duck, and hangs their strangely shiny and rubbery basted bits in the window. Did you know they use a bicycle pump to blow them up? There […]

Okay, here are the few things that have sent me into foam fit rages in the past few days:
* My Cuisinart safety features/design flaws
* The dog biting me
* Blogger switching between google and its old system and posting comments under my real name. What in the HELL is up with that?
* Blogger not posting my […]

Crazy stuff. Little Miss Nobody sort of memed me with her iPod fortune teller post. You have to set your iPod to shuffle and ask it these questions. I did it twice:
How does the world see me?First Round: Folsom Prison Blues (nice. thanks very much iPod. I’ve never shot anyone just to watch them die.)Second […]