Not so “Gaga” over the Golden Globes

Yesterday, my topic of choice for my blog was my family’s unnatural obsession with hoodies. But then the Golden Globes happened. Or rather, Gaga happened. It’s no coincidence that Gaga sounds a lot like “caca” in my mind. Really. As I normally do when I wake up on a Monday morning and don’t want to…

Working on myself

Every year starts out the same. I get this burr in my bonnet to be better or learn something or find some new thing to master. One year, it was brewing beer. Of course, once I had done it and realized I wasn’t going to be immediately able to play with ingredients like I do…

Car repair for girls

There’s nothing more frustrating than being a girl and trying to fix your car. This past month, my 2007 Jeep Commander had a bumper that needed to be fixed… and by fixed I mean, reattached to the rest of the car with anything that does not resemble Duct Tape. In complete girl logic, I just assumed…

Bathing the cat

This afternoon, I came home and gave my cat a bath. Sounds like fun, I know, but it wasn’t as bad as you think. It was, in a way, a release. Stitch is one of three cats in our house, and he is by far the oldest. At 13-years-old, which is roughly equivalent to 417…

Our lifelong science experiment

I don’t know how our home turned into an ongoing science experiment. And not in that “Oh, look Mom, the leftovers from three weeks ago are moving” kind of way, but more in that “Gee, I wonder what happens if you put fire crackers in a four-month old pumpkin” kind of way. It seems like there’s…