Archive for November, 2010

You Expect Me to Eat This?

My mother thinks I’m a picky eater.  So not true; she just refuses to accept my “refined palate” theory. Either way, growing up, battles were waged—some she won, some I did—and along the way she began resorting to the Sneaky Mom tactic of trying to trick me. To this day, she rejoices in the fact [...]

I Can Flip a Bird—Why Can’t I Flip an Egg?

Some mornings I wake up on the wrong side of the bed. This is one of those mornings. As was yesterday—and the day before—and the day before that. Here are some of the things that are aggravating me: Ginormous. This is not a word. I know this because a) it’s stupid, and b) spell check [...]