Beetbabies

Charla and Tara (name that reference!)'s friendship hails back to the days of yore, to nursery rhymes and toys, scrunched hair and entire cakes. Now living in two different cities, sharing our urban and semi-urban adventures. Basically, conversations about low-calorie snacks and boys, with random other things sprinkled in.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Beetbabies 2013!!!!


Beetbabies are back and better than ever!!!

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Tuesday, December 19, 2006

what i want for hannukah


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Sunday, December 10, 2006

horoscope du jour

You're likely to start the day focused on a few issues that need to be dealt with. But it should be a different story later in the day when you'll probably just want to have a little fun with some friends and loved ones. You should start feeling much more sociable and energetic as the day goes on, so try to enjoy some good times with those you care about tonight.

Factday Sundays

remember Poetry Tuesdays?
here goes Factday Sundays (sort of a loose spin-off of my FAILED Summer of Knowledge)

The symbol on the 'pound' key (#) is called an octothorpe.

You inhale about 700,000 of your own skin flakes each day. (how many calories is THAT?!)

Maggots will only eat flesh if it is dead. For this reason, they are often used to remove the burnt skin from severe burn patients. (i haven't blogged about maggots in AGES. this was on an episode of House)

Ants don’t sleep.

According to U.S. FDA standards, 1 cup of orange juice is allowed to contain 10 fruit fly eggs, but only 2 maggots.

87% of statistics are made up.

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half-dead-to-me

so this is exceptionally odd, BUT--
when i go to log into blogger in a normal fashion, it continues to NOT allow me to access the blog
BUT, if I log in, go view the site, and click the pencil-icon to edit any particular post, and then hit another tab at the top to create a NEW post, i can get around the system and manage to get in and post.
SO, i vote it a big improvement!
hurrah for baby steps!

omg FINALLY!

i think beta blogger is working for me FINALLY!!! i am IN the living room!!!

Saturday, December 09, 2006

fabulous food find (low cal snack review)


Health is Wealth All Natural Vegetarian Hot Tamale Munchees ("Classic Mexican Flavors in a Crispy Wheat Pocket").

Fan-freaking-tastic.

You get 6 of them for 160 calories (12-13 in a box), and they're amazing. A dab of sour cream and you're set. I also just really enjoy things that you can pop in your mouth and eat MANY of, because it feels like you're getting more bang for your buck and being more indulgent.

Also, they have a broccoli & cheese munchee flavor that is sitting in my freezer waiting to be tried.

Note, they're pretty good when microwaved but even better when cooked in the oven.

10 out of 10.

16 days

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perfect holiday card for the boy, your parents


(TM)

to do

Note: i don't know why you can't post! according to my computer, it says you should be able to! it forced me to switch to blogger beta.. do you think i can try to switch back?

1. revise resume
2. send cover letters
3. mfa fashion show
4. buy winter coat
5. go to gym
6. club monaco
7. holiday presents for friends, family

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Friday, December 08, 2006

G, B, U (Again)

The Good: They asked her to leave.

The Bad: They asked her to leave.

The Ugly: They asked her to leave.

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G, B, U

The Good: Andy Pettite is coming back to the Yankees.

The Bad: It's 6:03 and I'm drunk off one cup of hot cider with rum. Alone.

The Ugly: Found a dead baby mouse in a sticky trap in my kitchen (all limbs intact). Waiting for HeWhoIsNotMyBoyfriend to come dispose of it. Wishing I had added "Dead Mouse Removal" to Roommate's Boyfriend's List of Responsibilities (in addition to clarifying SKIM milk purchasing).

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gor.geous.


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update

did i tell you i went out the other night with S, Tyrant T (as my mom would call her), Bowtie Date, and TT's lesbian friend H?

overheard H leaning in and asking S:
So, my girlfriend and I debate this constantly. Who do you think is hotter, The Southerner or J?

i've never laughed so hard in my life than thinking about the two of them sitting around talking about the relative hotness of these boys.

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Wednesday, December 06, 2006

just fyi

there is no real update on my suspicions (SUSPICIONS), though they seem (note: SEEM) unconfirmed/ unfounded/ irrational.

he has been acting with 85% normalcy, though we have no longer been exchanging the "good night" phone calls or texts. or even good morning's for that matter. shit, this might be going downhill.

up in the air for tonight, potential hanging out as a group.

fuck.

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r.i.p., continued

jen and vince (i vote she should date john stamos)

rachel bilson & adam brody

...

let us take a moment of silence, please.

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Tuesday, December 05, 2006

best of metropolitan diary

Dear Diary:

I had just moved from California to the Upper West Side, and was in a neighborhood store, purchasing some plants for my new apartment. In front of me in line were two older New York couples.

The wife of the first couple said to the man behind the counter: “Got anything for squirrels? I don’t want to kill them; I just want to scare them away.”

To which her husband replied: “I want to kill them. What do you have to kill them?”

The second couple, behind them, interjected, “Where do you live?” It was determined that they all lived within one city block of each other.

The next question: “What does your squirrel look like?” After some discussion, it was agreed that it was the same squirrel.

“That’s him,” wife No. 2 said. “He’s got a feisty stance, and beady eyes.” To which her husband then suggested: “Let’s kill him together.”

The man behind the counter said, “We’re not killing squirrels here, ladies and gentlemen. This is Manhattan. We all got to get along.”


Naomi Starkman



DEAR DIARY:

I was trying on clothes in Filene’s, on Broadway and 79th Street, when I overheard the following conversation between a mother and child in the next cubicle:

“I like this cage, Mom.”

“It’s not a cage, dear. It’s a dressing room.”

“You look great in that dress, Mom.”

“No, I’m not getting it. I don’t look good in pink.”

“But I love it. You could just wear it when we’re home alone.”


Eva Oppenheim

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