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Thus begins my favorite month, which starts with Jessica the Web Mistress’s birthday and ends with Halloween. What a great month, right? In honor of the 25th birthday of the woman who does so much around here at BG HQ, one of my favorite things: A list. 25 Reasons We Love Jessica the Web Mistress 1. She protects our beloved BG . . . → Read More: Happy Birthday, Dear Web Mistress Most of the time, I have no particular desire for children. I love children, and I can’t imagine living a life that didn’t include lots of them, but I sometimes wonder if the Mommy gene got left out of my makeup. Today is different. Today is one of those gorgeous Louisiana autumn days where the air is . . . → Read More: Nevermore This weekend, I got to do something positively novel: No, I didn’t learn to roll in a kayak. Nor did I swim with bioluminescent plankton. Rather, I got to spend an entire day AT HOME ALONE DOING NOTHING OF ANY CONSEQUENCE! To some of you, I’m sure, that sounds like the worst way imaginable to spend a weekend day, but to me, it . . . → Read More: Kel’s Bucket List: The Final 25 We had a Grey’s Anatomy season premiere party at my friend Katie’s house tonight! It was pretty super awesome, as are most things that include 1) cupcakes and 2) eyeballs. View the rest of the set on Flickr. Your eyeball-slurping, toe-sucking . . . → Read More: For Your Viewing Pleasure Do you think you can get everything you need from one person? Lemme back up a bit: One of my current projects is a collaborative piece that has to do with love, art, sex, ambition, partnership (both romantic and professional) and resentment. And that’s the question we’re exploring: Can you get everything you need from one person? I think . . . → Read More: Love in the Time of Swine Flu It’s not like she doesn’t have enough to do, what with answering all my stupid questions about Bachelor Girl (”What does this button do? What did I just do? Oh, did I do that?! My bad!”), defending it against spam attacks, editing me (in more ways than one), advising me, taking me to Walmart to buy . . . → Read More: Shero A few days ago, I found myself once again dispensing relationship advice across a high top bar table. In the midst of my pep talk, the advisee, in a move not unfamiliar to this Bachelor Girl, suddenly looked up from where he’d been staring dejectedly into the shiny surface of the tabletop. “No offense,” he said mildly, . . . → Read More: The Life You Save May Be Your Own |
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