I didn't start learning to cook until I was 27. I may have a lazy streak, and cooking just seemed like a pain in the ass. But last night I was eating a super nom-y dinner that took four minutes to make, and it inspired me to share all of my favorite food makin' tricks…
My husband and I have no relationship with the people in the apartment next to mine, other than smiling at each other on the elevator, and so we're at a bit of a loss about how to approach them about their dog's barking. As far as we've been told, our building doesn't allow dogs. How can we bring it up without creating a negative relationship right from the get-go?
I work at Vain, one of Seattle's most beloved salons. I have always wanted to color someone's pit hair. I have actually done it once, but It was a late night with too much wine and without the proper tools available. I asked my co-worker Rain if she would be down to let me dye her pit hair blue to match her hair color and she agreed, heartily. (OR should I say pitily.) We both knew that we were jumping into uncharted territory, but we felt that Vain was just the place to pioneer some pit color. Here is how it went…
Once upon a time, there was a woman. She lived in a polyamorous, sex-positive family. She liked people… just people in general. She thought they were beautiful, and loved to learn (and learned to love) the intricacies of their personalities. Physically, intellectually, emotionally — she saw their strengths and enjoyed them for what they were. But she couldn't apply the same standards to herself.
So the first "meal" I ever learned to cook by myself was Hawaiian-style meatballs. It was my favorite food when I was a kid, but my mom took hours to make it the traditional homemade way. I discovered this way in college when my three roommates and I went shopping… hungover. It takes all of 8-15 minutes.
Over on Offbeat Bride, we featured a Harry Potter bridal shower where they played Quidditch Beer Pong. I asked Rachel how to play, and she gave me all the magical details. Grab your butter beer, ping pong balls, and your wands, and let's play!
The first year that each of my sisters were at university, I sent them a letter every single week, without using the post office. I got the idea from my mother. When I was small she didn't go away often, but when she did she would leave a trail of notes that Dad would help us follow every day. As my sister started preparing for university I started wondering how this idea could translate to someone who was themselves going away. I finally hit on the idea of nested envelopes.
In my new job, my office is in an inconvenient location, and I don't like to drive from building to building around campus. Consequently, I find myself lugging quite a lot of stuff around with me throughout the day: books, papers, laptop, regular daily stuff. That's why I'm hoping for suggestions from Homies. Does anyone have suggestions for stylish rolling bags to lug around my daily necessities?