What peculiar weather we’re having… One day, we’re in the middle of a god-awful polar vortex, and practically the next it is 50-some degrees and breezy. Thanks for your always logical weather patterns, Midwest; I’m glad to know you’re consistently inconsistent. On the plus side, January temperatures like this create the perfect time to wear non-warming cold-weather hats, such as the felt … Keep reading…

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‘Twas a smidge before Christmas and all through the house, Yogurt was stalking his new catnip mouse. The stockings were stuck under the TV with hooks, And our duckling nativity scene was drawing all kinds of bad looks. The puppies were stoked about the brand new decor As Yogurt continued to stalk near the door. With me in my new blouse and … Keep reading…

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By now we’re all familiar with the syndrome known as resting bitch face, or RBF. I suffer from something quite opposite that, to my knowledge, doesn’t yet have a catchy name. Let’s call it reverse RBF. My relaxed face is smiling, and my remotely happy face is really smiling… Like to the point of ‘Jesus H, Julia, stop smiling or I’m abandoning … Keep reading…

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Randomly one day we all started wearing crop tops again, and we quickly stocked up on those half-shirts in some clingy post-1990s fashion. As much as we all wish we lived like Cher and Dionne, this isn’t Clueless and we aren’t in Beverly Hills circa 1995. Our closets still don’t utilize the full power of technology to pair outfits (unless you count … Keep reading…

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