Man, I Feel Like a Woman

One of my all-time favorite books is Bossy Pants by Tina Fey. I’m currently listening to the audio book version for the second time and laughing just as hard as my first go round with Queen Fey. There are few sources of entertainment that make me laugh out loud, like really laugh. Not the forced type…

The Hilarity of Crying Babies

Today I discovered a tumblr blog called Reasons My Son is Crying. It is one of the funniest blogs I’ve ever seen and I can’t decide if it makes me want to have kids more (just so I can copycat his blog) or go get spayed immediately. If you don’t think kids crying is funny,…

Do I Get a Cookie?

A problem I don’t typically suffer from is self esteem. I am often extremely proud of myself for doing completely normal and often necessary adult things like getting a pap smear, getting my oil changed, or vacuuming my house. I don’t think there is anything wrong with treating yourself to a new shiny electronic gadget or a…

Weekend Highlights

This weekend has been extremely busy! There were big events happening at a major university in my town so the restaurant I work at was shlammed. This particular university is insanely expensive, so the families in town were ready to take their precious college babies to dinner and spend big bucks, woohoo! On nights like…

A Game Changer

Last week I was giving a presentation at work for the batch of new students enrolling in school. My portion of their orientation day is not exciting or encouraging, to say the least. I basically stand in front of them for 20 minutes and explain the consequences of getting poor grades and dropping classes. Being…

Family Animal Booklet

My two younger sisters are on their college breaks right now so they are at home with our parents doing normal college kid summer break stuff. Well, I take that back. Normal college kid break stuff is drinking, tanning, and short meaningless relationships with cute surfer boys. My sisters, on the other hand, woke up…

You Look Like Someone I Know

If I had a dollar for every time someone told me “you look exactly like someone I know” or “where did you go to school? You look so familiar”, then I would be writing this post from my ocean-front mansion, my pet jaguars licking my toes and my butlers eagerly waiting for their next command.…