I feel weak-kneed. Pale-faced. Clammy-palmed. I feel the need to designate a lucky pair of underwear. Maybe I’ll choose the green and white striped ones. Or maybe plain black, to reflect the seriousness of the occasion. I feel it, deep inside the pit of my stomach. The feeling one gets while being pulled over by a police [...]
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For the first time in years, I am in the midst of a petty, awkward issue with someone. I’ve always been nice to this someone, even gone out of my way to be nice to this someone. But let’s just say that it’s doubtful we’ll be holding hands and singing Kumbaya, or frolicking in a meadow, or promising one another future [...]
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Are you weird? I bet you are. Don’t worry, I’m weird too. I personally believe that we’re all a little weird, regardless of whether or not we admit it. The word “weird” has a negative connotation. Oddly, the word “unique” has a positive connotation. So if weird means unique and unique is good, then is weird, good? [...]
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Swoon. The verb evokes a spirit of fanaticism, of eagerness, of weak-in-the-knees adoration. To be honest, I don’t usually think of myself as a swooner because the word sounds like a noise that a bird or other winged creature would make. I don’t like thinking of myself as a bird. But on second thought, what’s [...]
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Have you ever noticed how our society is consumed (no pun intended) by food shapes? It’s “tradition,” I suppose. But when was the last time you made bread in a hexagonal pan? How about blondies in a small bundt pan? When was the last time you cut homemade pasta into curly mustache shapes? Or rolled sugar cookies [...]
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They say you learn something new every day. What did I learn today? That digging into a mushy mass of cake crumbs and cream cheese frosting is strangely yet thoroughly enjoyable. You’ve all heard of a cake ball, yes? In case you haven’t, it’s essentially cake crumbs glued together by frosting and compacted into a sphere. [...]
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