Tag Archives: Cake

In Which We Ignore Armchair Psychology and Go For the Frosting

Posted on February 21, 2012 by

Mirror, Mirror, on the Wall……does this horse make my butt look small…? Our relative sizes fuels my denial, so I can continue to use frosting for comfort. Who wouldn’t look small next to that engine? I’m not sure if I … Continue reading →

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Frosting, The Force Field T-Shirt, and Why Jane Has So Few Pictures of her Friends

Posted on February 7, 2011 by

I confess.  I go to a party, take a few pictures of humans, and a hundred pictures of anything with butter cream.  It kind of makes you wonder who I consider my real friends. Daisy didn’t know it, but for … Continue reading →

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It is Possible to Blog Wrong. Who Knew? Oh. You Did?

Posted on February 6, 2011 by

I signed up for the postaday2011 challenge. I’ve received lots of informative, fun, and inspiring emails from WordPress, both general blogging tips, and specific topic prompts.  The suggested prompts don’t always work for TLH. But I’ve discovered a hidden talent … Continue reading →

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We Visit The God of Cake, Discover Hyperbole and a Half, and Jane Feels Better About Her Childhood Induced Sugar Traumas

Posted on January 27, 2011 by

In the nobel cause of providing humor to fight the common cold, we’re cross posting again today, going to the hilarious blog, Hyperbole and a Half, to read about: The God of Cake My mom baked the most fantastic cake for my … Continue reading →

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Going Blank

Posted on January 12, 2011 by

It’s usually a bad thing.  I go blank when someone is yelling at me. Not a thought in my head.  Zippo. My brain is on some tropical beach, sipping an umbrella drink, leaving me in the lurch. If my 83-year-old … Continue reading →

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Happy Birthday to…Uh-Oh

Posted on January 6, 2011 by

Skunk Karma: Part Three I try to stick with my friends, even when they do what seems ridiculous. I figure it’s a deposit in the Friendship Bank, since I’ll have my share of ridiculous. A friend decided to go into … Continue reading →

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The Outside of a Horse…

Posted on December 1, 2010 by

…is good for the inside of a man.  Yadda yadda. Whatever. Murphy’s hidden corollary: The Outside of a Horse is Bad for the Outside of a Woman in La-La Land I caught a shod rear hoof full-on, luckily on the … Continue reading →

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Fat Jeans, Elderly Personal Trainers, and Why Tiny Likes You

Posted on May 19, 2010 by

A week after breaking my rib, I was struggling to get into my fat jeans.  Apparently broken bone = Eat Anything Remotely Edible.  Preferably sugared fat in heavy carbohydrate form.   Even with minimal exposure to SFinHCF, I managed to … Continue reading →

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The Girl Scout Motto: Part 1

Posted on March 11, 2010 by

Be Prepared. I was a Girl Scout.   We earned badges in different subjects, to be well-rounded in our preparedness. For those of you outside the US, the Girl Scouts is a kind of girls adventure club where you learn … Continue reading →

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The Confession

Posted on February 17, 2010 by

There’s nothing more disheartening than torturing yourself on an elliptical machine for 30 minutes (read: wheezing, gasping for air, purple faced and burning)  than getting the read out afterward:   280 CALORIES BURNED.  What?! I’m dripping with sweat, can’t feel my … Continue reading →

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