Starbucks, my old nemesis, we meet again. But this time, I'm onto you.
Ever know you've screwed up? Like really bad? Like someone told you to do something and you said yeah, yeah, you would take care of it — and you meant to — but you just didn't get around it because, well, you just didn't? This is one of those times.
So, the Houseguest kept bugging me to mail her early voter ballot to her. Trips to the post office never end well — but what else could I do? So off I went.
This isn't really a review, but more of a lament that I don't have a time machine to go back and warn myself not to buy them.
So, I superglued my hands together. Again. Yeah, that's right — again.
Some nights, you just want your large chili...
Ever have one skill that you practiced ceaselessly for hours on end until you perfected it? But you never had a chance to use it. That was me — until today.
So, the Trump/Obama adviser who I gave an Uber ride to had to resign. Apparently, she got caught fibbing about a law degree. I know, I know, Trump lies every day and nothing happens, but he's had a lot more practice.
I can't believe I hated naps as a kid. A good nap is worth gold, especially since bosses tend to frown on you taking them. Which is a shame because boy did I need a nap in the worst way at my new job.
Nothing makes me break into a cold sweat like the thought of going clothes shopping. Yet there was no getting around it — it was time to go to the mall again.