I think I'm a hypocrite. Two days ago, I was sneering at all the joggers I saw on January 1st. It's a though the new year seems to spark something primal in us. Practically everyone wants to see changes in their lives. They want to be a "new person." (At least for a minute.) Gym memberships soar.… Continue reading Bathrobe Hypocracy
I woke up this morning thinking, I don't want to get out of bed. I don't want to get dressed. I don't want to leave my house. I don't want to go to work. Deep down I figured it was some sort of post-holiday depression thing going on, but even with that knowledge, I had… Continue reading Post-Holiday Pasta With Jam Sauce?