The B-12 Patch Is Essential. So is soup.
Kale is Killing Awards Season
Kale is good. A few years ago, someone declared it A-Mazing and now kale is on every menu and every cooking show and blog and magazine. Kale is all dressed up, ready to join every party in your mouth (and that’s how you use that tired phrase properly). But let’s admit it, we’re all a little tired of it aren’t we? Kinda got kale fatigue? Oh, we keep smiling and nodding and eating that kale because it is good, it’s just there are things we like to eat that are better, and… too much kinda makes your stomach hurt and makes you poop. No, no, we’re not saying we don’t like kale, we all agree, it’s good. It’s fine. It’s just… Go away Anne Hathaway. You’re headed into poop territory.
Christmas Gifts - for the ones you truly love.
Sometimes, I open my closet & think “my God, this woman wears a lot of pink.” Then I remember it’s a line from “Legally Blonde” & I’m glad I ditched law school, cause otherwise I’d just be a movie cliche.
WTF is “jigsaw”???? People, listen closely: I will immediately de-friend or de-circle or de-follow you on any and all social media if you send me Jigsaw, LinkedIn (seriously, is this 2004?) or any other bunk social networking info. And to the idiots who are confusing me with someone else with my same name, don’t you ever wonder why your loved one never emails you back? Doesn’t this make you casually bring this up over potato salad and sangria at the next shindig you see her at, at which point, do you not just point blank say, “hmmm, let me double check your email address, oh, yup, gee whiz, I totally had that wrong,” and then you slap your forehead and you both have a good chuckle even though it isn’t really that funny, but that’s what we do to fill silences, we fake laughter? No? You don’t do this? I know! Because you keep emailing me. I tried to be understanding. I replied and let you know I would not be attending the family reunion because I was not the right Rachel. But now I’m getting angry. You’re adding yourselves to my Google Plus. You’re sending me inane updates about cousins that wouldn’t be interesting even if I were related to you. And now the effin Jigsaw junk mail onslaught— my investigation into that is ongoing, but I’m blaming you. All of you idiots who keep emailing the wrong Rachel. Leave me alone!!!