I’ve been reading and thinking a lot lately about what we eat and, more importantly, why we eat what we eat. In Mark Sisson’s The Primal Blueprint, he postulates that humans did not evolve to digest and metabolize grains effectively, and this leads to insulin resistance, weight gain, fatigue, lowered immunity, etc. In other words, it . . . → Read More: To Carb or Not to Carb
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Chihuahua and The Guy do not get along. To be more accurate, I should say that Chihuahua hates The Guy’s guts and wishes he would leave. And in Chihuahua vocabulary, leave = die. A List of Chihuahua’s Recent Transgressions: 1. Peeing on his bed. A few weeks ago, The Guy and I made a grave error. We watched the season premiere of Mad Men. And now we’re hooked, damn it all. Neither of us are big television people. I mean, sure, we watch it sometimes, but we mostly watch the History Channel, Food Network and the Travel Channel. Frankly, we just don’t have . . . → Read More: Mad Women I think a person’s ability and willingness to deal with kitty litter is sort of like paper towels: You’re born with a roll of a certain size, and every time you’re faced with kitty litter, you metaphorically tear one off, clean up the kitty litter and throw it away. I used the majority of my roll before . . . → Read More: On Kitty Litter Or, At Least I Didn’t Do Something This Stupid at My OWN Wedding. (Although There is Still Plenty of Time.) —- So Saturday night, The Guy and I went to our friends Tiffany and Bob’s wedding. It was very lovely and sweet, and the sit-down dinner reception, held at Sam’s Town Hotel & Casino here in Shreveport, promised a . . . → Read More: Coulda Been Worse When I was in elementary school, maybe fourth or fifth grade, Liz Claiborne handbags suddenly became The Thing. Specifically, the kind with the tiny raised triangle logo covering the outside. As I recall, they cost about 30 or 40 bucks which, at that time and in that place, was quite a lot of money for a . . . → Read More: Strength Through Diversity That’s Chihuahua’s official explanation for the events of Wednesday night, and in her defense, I must say that a goodly number of my friends did end up coming to my parents’ house unexpectedly. It was, by far, the highlight of the evening. Allow me to explain: My parents and The Guy’s parents are meeting each other for the first . . . → Read More: “IS SURPRISE PARTY FOR MEAN LADY!” |
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