And before you shriek in horror, a muleskinner in this context is just a dude (or chick, presumably) who drives mules. A muleteer, if you will. Like a Rocketeer but … Continue reading
Have any of y’all ever been to Le Petit Hameau, Marie Antoinette’s faux-peasant play village? I got to visit it in high school, and it’s gorgeous and charming and so … Continue reading
A few days back L coined the term ‘britster’ (like an Anglophile, but with more irony), and then was immediately horrified by what she had wrought and demanded that no … Continue reading
I was in a mood yesterday. What can I say? Oh, right, this: He looks awfully cheery, doesn’t he? I totally got the dry-erase-mustache-on-cone-of-shame idea from the Bloggess, and, while … Continue reading
Never mind, angry hedgehogs are adorable.
Anyway, I’ve realized that I really need to stop telling people that Houston is awesome, because it’s too damn crowded already. I take it all back! We have no vibrant, … Continue reading