So, occasionally, when I'm walking down a street that smells like urine, or on a bus that smells like urine, or standing in line behind someone who smells like urine, I try to nurture whatever zen I have left that hasn't been completely obliterated from years of tupperware-stored rage by imaging myself in my own … Continue reading A Very Boolicious Soundtrack
Ninety-five percent of the time, I'm the kind of shopper who sits in front of her laptop in her pajamas and fuzzy slippers, munching on cheddar and sour cream Ruffles, and casually switching browser tabs from Malcolm in the Middle on Netflix (everyone go rewatch that shit right the fuck now; it holds up so … Continue reading The Boos Do Retail Therapy
First and foremost, HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM THE LADY BROMANCE! T and I hope you all ate your weight in everything unhealthy, indulged in spoiling yourselves and the non-assholes around you, and are looking forward to the better and brighter (I hope!) year ahead! We've been operating under radio silence chiefly because we've been busy … Continue reading In Which it is the New Year!
Today, I sent Jayne this bromantic photo session of a groom and his best man and we agreed that this is obviously something our relationship needs, what with the meatloaf deliveries and the slumber parties. (Don't worry, faithful Lady Bromancers, whenever that happens, we will definitely post the photos here first). But this also got me thinking about … Continue reading Bromance In the Time of Romance