Caffeine Addiction is not Adorable

I get that you love your morning coffee. I used to love mine, and then I needed mine, and then I got the flu a few years ago and I didn’t leave my bedroom for four days. I had a hideous headache and a blazing fever. I’m not sure if the headache was from the flu or the caffeine withdrawls. I just know it was awful. I really resent Starbucks, Peets and the McCoffees of America making coffee flavored milkshakes and getting my kids in the door. Jane is 12 …

Pink Taco and it’s Shaved Pink Ass (Safe for Work)

Let me begin this with one simple statement. I have never been to Pink Taco. Pink Taco is a local restaurant that presumably serves Mexican Food. As the proud owner of a vagina I haven’t darkened their doorstep but my husband sometimes lunches there. He says the food is good. I don’t often mistrust my husband, but I’m thinking the food’s gotta suck. For Cinco de Mayo the brain trust at Pink Taco decided to take a donkey, spray paint it pink and leash it to the front of it’s …

Northern Italian Food in the Southern Tip of Manhattan

Mr G and I had a fabulous day in Manhattan. We started our morning with a much needed trip to Bloomingdales (shut up I have my own definitions of need). We found him a beautiful pair of shoes, that I worry may end up never being worn again, but they delight me in that they are neither black nor brown and they are not loafers. We also replaced the Hugo Boss slim fit shirt that the dry cleaner lost. It’s an impossible shirt to find, and it’s the loveliest crisp …

Pickling Cucumbers

Alexander has joined me in the kitchen. If we’re connected on other social media sites you’ve probably seen our blueberry cream pie, our ginger snaps or maybe even whoopie pies. This is the first time I’ve made pickles. My Uncle would be proud.  

It’s Like We All Had Surgery

Monday night the kids slept at my Dad’s house, like I said Mr. G. and I got up at 4.30 am for his surgery. We arrived back home at 1ish, and I kept busy until about 4 when it was time to get the kids. I should have napped. By 5pm I was shivering and everyone needed me. Mr. G. is ridiculously self sufficient, but he shouldn’t be so there was a lot of “Honey, let me help you please.” And then the kids had homework and wanted to chat, …