Witty in Fitty: This One Time …
I haven’t slept well lately. So naturally, I started reading “Gone Girl” last night (better late than never, right?).
The stuff of nightmares.
Riddle me this: What genius gets sucked into a book, 300+ pages deep, and OH SHIT is it really 3:30 a.m.?
I hate myself.
Witty in Fitty: Bret Michaels, Entrepreneur?
Listening to Pandora during long workdays inevitably brings some terrible advertising.
But then, this little gem appeared during my mid-afternoon nap jam sesh:
And. I. Died.
Bret Michaels has designed Pets Rock, exclusively at Petsmart. Hold the giggles.
Get your doggie bandanas, crusted collars (and STDs) right this way, folks.
Witty in Fitty: My Problem with Pinterest
Pinterest is great and wonderful and all of those things, but I have a big problem with it. As of today, here’s my status with these selected boards:
Bites & Brews: 158
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Sweet Treats: 162
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Work It Out: 28
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It may be time for a Pintervention.
Witty in Fitty: Real. Life.
Booked a one-way flight to NYC today. Nonrefundable. No turning back.
I’m excited and scared and happy and sad and most of all, I’m thankful.
My support system has been incredible — always is, but especially —
the past week.
I can’t wait for my life as a New Yorker to begin.
Witty in Fitty: The League
Tonight is the draft for my office fantasy football league, and I drew to go second. The draft kit is printed, the board is ready and the brews await.
Fingers crossed so I can upstage last year’s miserable finish. Let’s go, team Here Comes Honey Boo Boo!
Witty in Fitty: Florida Prepares for a Hurricane
Hurricane Isaac has come and gone through Florida in a matter of days, leaving a wave of destruction status updates and, if you’re lucky enough, a day off from work. Here’s hoping the other states are just as prepared.
Oh, Tampa.
It’s serious.
Sad, but true.
Witty in Fitty: Father’s Day, Figured Out
I struggle year after year to find something Slick Rick will not only love for Father’s Day, but something he’ll use. He’s a practical guy, so it’s quite the challenge.
Enter the bacon bouquet, courtesy of Our Best Bites:
Best gift ever? No doubt.
Definitely winning Favorite Daughter this year.
Witty in Fitty: Donna Summer’s Last Dance
As you’ve likely heard, Queen of Disco, Donna Summer, died today at the age of 63.
Her battle with cancer ended after an impressive career, including five GRAMMYs and 19 No. 1 singles.
We loved to love you, Donna. And thanks for this amazing video, complete with the best back-up dancer ever:
Witty in Fitty: Case of the Mondays
Today was suuuch a Monday.
I had to work. On Presidents’ Day. And, I lost my badge.
My fists clenched every time my obnoxious cubemate opened his mouth or typed
… or breathed.
I stepped in a “present” from my niece.
Think I’ll follow Alexander’s lead and move to Australia.
Witty in Fitty: That (Weird Tongue) Thing You Do!
As a child, I’d unconsciously rest my tongue on my lower lip to help me focus — usually when playing sports.
My family teased me relentlessly, and I thought I’d forever erased it from muscle memory.
As I wrote out holiday cards this week, it resurfaced.
Crap.
Stop judging me, Tom.
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