This is the quiche that stole my happiness.
Actually, I’m sorry, I’m not being totally honest. THIS is the quiche that stole my happiness.
Do you see all that water?!??! I can’t even…grrrrrrrrrr. I just got mad all over again. Look again. Just so you can totally be on my wavelength. The quiche-fail wavelength. It’s a sad, lonely, tasteless part of the spectrum of emotion.
Offensive, right? I know.
I love sushi. I could write a song, a novella, or given enough time, even an opera about the long-term love affair I have had (and plan to continue having) with sushi. I think it’s the perfect food. It’s healthy, refreshing, salty, cute (and it really is cute – how many foods can you say THAT about and still feel comfortable eating it???) – I can’t imagine a more perfect combination.
It’s probably pretty clear from my last few posts that I spent the last long weekend in a whirlwind of travel. Well, more like a bell curve of travel. If it were turned upside-down. Or something. Yeah.
Anyway, here are some snapshots of the weekend. I wish I were swimming right now…
[I am prettttttty sure I will never get sick of this view…] Continue reading “Back to Squam, Again and Again”
Not for the reasons you might think! I’m not spoiled, I swear. In fact, I am unemployed. It’s kind of like the opposite.
I’m catching a midnight flight to New Hampshire this evening (night?!) to celebrate the 25th anniversary of my parents’ nuptials. Three cheers for them for continuing to like each other, and generally for setting a great example. Good work, Mom and Dad! You kick ass.
TESS TAKES OVER THE WORLD! 