General
Our upcoming trip to Monaco
As the years wear on and no one discovers me (I imagine a chance meeting on a BART train with an editor who looks at me and suddenly Understands that I am the next big thing, but I would also be open to meeting in a restaurant or cafe), I am toning down my goals. … Continue reading
Three weeks to go
Today I woke to a morning worn thin by repetition. I lay staring at the clock as it clicked steadily towards 6:15 and barely even had the energy to fight with the sleeping Lad for the covers which we both try to roll ourselves in like human burritos. (His superior mass is effective in trapping … Continue reading
Sometimes a meatball sub is just a meatball sub
Last night, I decided to trick you into having lunch with me, so I bought you a meatball sub. I know you could never turn down a meatball sub. I went to your office (mysteriously located on the College Park campus) but you were out, so there I was stuck with a meatball sub leaking … Continue reading
Sara plain and banal
“Do you know what I’m thinking right now?” I say. “Nope,” says the Lad. “I’m thinking, ‘This is our first Christmas tree together,’” I say. “Oh,” he says, “yeah. I did know that. I can feel it seeping from your every pore.” Moment of silence while we hang paper stars. “I took the bus to … Continue reading
Retardosity
Today, from retardosity, I spent way too much money on ingredients for candy-making and learned some important lessons about cookery. It turns out that some kinds of chocolate mixtures will come out of a candy mold nicely, while other kinds will stick to the mold stubbornly and refuse to come loose and eventually you have … Continue reading
Leavin’
As of January 18, I will be a free and unemployed woman. Please enjoy this small tribute to my past two years of employment at the good old U of C at B. (To the tune of “Leaving’s not leaving,” by Leann Rimes, a song I have never actually heard): Sometimes the time comes along … Continue reading
Disneyland
Disneyland was, as it should be, a highly surreal experience. The peak of this is Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride, in which you, as Toad, take a threatening journey culminating when you die in an explosion of dynamite. The ride then moves into a Hell room complete with small furious demons and a leering cartoon Satan. … Continue reading
When you’re right, you’re right, and you’re right.
Last night I watched The Secret of NIMH for the first time in a while. I’d forgotten how much of the Lad’s idiosyncrasies are lifted directly from that film, but I realized it all over again when, towards the end, a concrete block is magically lifted from a mud puddle and hangs in the air, … Continue reading
Happy Birthday, Lad!
Happy birthday to you, You live with my zoo, You look like Vaughn from Alias And you smell like him too! Dee dee chu, love, Kris.