Good day.

If I could get paid to sleep, write, go on fantastic walks and drink wine, I’d be a happy camper. By “paid,” I mean in money. Dollars. Dinero. Not in burritos, although I do adore them. Not in elastic waist comfy pants, although I do find them to be quite delightful. Nothing shady, nothing illegal. […]

Single-Serve Curse

I’m a big fan of portion control, but it somehow seems to bite me in the butt every time. I’m not sure what the deal is. It’s a simple concept, really: everything in moderation. Except if you’re me, and dessert is at stake. I’ve been known to defrost a bowl of frozen fruit or bake […]