Where is the little monster, you ask? Well, I left her in Vegas. I wish I could say drunkenly, after a night of heavy gambling. Or that I put her up as my bet on the blackjack tables. But no. it’s a more simple reason: […]
Home means that life goes back to putting my chipotle marinade on at least 4 meals a week. Sometimes I randomly crave it in the middle of the night, so I order a 5 dollar chicken breast from the corner diner and cut it up, […]
the d word.
“Diet” is a word that I. Just. Hate. It’s not a word I have no experience with — it’s just the opposite. I have too much experience with it. And they make me so mad. Literally. I am a monster when on a “diet” of […]