Belly Fat, No Belly Laughs

Ho, Ho, Oh, No!

Belly Fat, Not Belly Laughs

Much like Scarlett O’Hara, I once took much pride in my tiny waist. But that was long ago. Now, more like Santa Claus, I have belly fat. But no belly laughs from me. More, oh, no, no than ho, ho, ho!

Yes, once, I was a lass with a classic hourglass figure, but time, Read more

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Some Men Show Love with Hardware, not Hard Slaps

A Non-Will Smith Blog

Household hardware

While much of the nation is still obsessed with The Slap, Handsome Hubby is indulging in one of his obsessions — household hardware. The man is a drawer pull, knob, switch plate, and electrical outlet cover fanatic. Yes, this blog is about a man who shows his love with hardware, not hard slaps. Read more

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Ready to “Dip” Into the Diamond Market?

Hidden Valley Ranch Dressing Has Just the Bling!

Dip into the diamond market

Man-made diamonds have been around since the 1940s, but diamonds made of food products? Well, that’s a relatively new trend, both from a fashion — and culinary — standpoint. Are you ready to “dip” into the food-based diamond market?

If so, the very latest comes from the makers of Hidden Valley, the Chicago-based condiment maker, which worked with geologist Dean VandenBiesen to create a two-carat sparkler out of its famed ranch dressing. Read more

The Day My Music Died

Curse You, Not-so-Smart Phones and The Cloud, Too!

The Day My Music Died

Some people like to listen to music as background noise. Not me. To me, music is sacrosanct. I listen to music with an almost religious intensity. Yet, recently, there was a crisis in my musical life. The day started out normal. Peaceful. But when it ended, it was the day my music died. Read more

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Rebel with a Little Cause

Who Knew a Little Free Library was a No-No?

Rebel with a Little Cause

I’ve been working hard to adjust to life in Reno. It’s a far cry from NYC, Las Vegas, and Berkeley, but I’ve been doing pretty well. Sadly, however, things took a turn for the worse last week, no thanks to a letter from the neighborhood homeowners’ association. Now, I’m a rebel with a little cause.

It all started when Read more

Wanted: A New Best Friend

I'm Not Fickle. Just Lonely

Wanted Reno best friend

Six months in, life in Reno is going surprisingly well. Admittedly, I don’t like the cold, but I knew that from the proverbial get-go. But after months of contractor and supply chain delays, the house is finally shaping up. Handsome Hubby is enjoying spending time with old friends. We’re healthy. Work is good. Still, I’m lonely. I don’t have an RBF — a Reno best friend. Read more