Pajama Party

You have to wonder who came up with the brilliant idea of windows built into our front entrance doors.  Oh, I know the sun is lovely, the light so welcome, and the sunbeams so…wait a minute, how the hell am I supposed to pretend I’m not home?   This isn’t meant to be an admission of my closet antisocial qualities or my unwillingness to engage with those who choose to drop by unannounced. (Although admittedly, there...

Mystery Food – Round 2

Welcome to round two of the little game I’m calling Mystery Food.  Maybe you saw my last post where I started this little theme – if not, you can read it here.  And if you don’t happen to think reading labels is worthwhile, someday I’ll tell you about the beef shepherd’s pie I once bought that had chicken fat in the ingredient list.  I kid you not.  After I threw up a little in my mouth, I...