A list of three things that are a list

The headline of this post should lead you to believe that I have finally put “fear of writing titles” far behind me.

I gotta go back

“Woe is me, all summer long I was happy and free. Save my soul, the board of education took away my parole.”

Fog and rain and inversion, oh my!

Wherein I the cashier at the grocery store and I become best friends forever.

For our good intentions

You went to the gym yesterday for the first time in a long time, admit it. You did.

Holiday for the Kids, 2014

If anyone gifts my 5-yr-old an object that makes or plays music, I will personally see to it that Santa takes a giant shit in their stocking.

A staple of summer

A bit of an ode to my favorite season as it takes its last breaths.

“Zonal sandwich mesh”

This year I resolve to have Chuck model much more of my daily wardrobe. He’s going to love all my sports bras.

For the kids

I suddenly looked up and, oh. Christmas is next week. Next week. Or, as Leta puts it, THE FARTHEST AWAY ANYTHING HAS EVER BEEN!

Walking on sunshine

Carol, this is for you and your land of a thousand lakes. (Oops. I guess it’s 10,000 lakes. My bad!)

For moonwalking

These are ridiculous. Flat out absurd.