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The Daily Pixel: Sweet September

What birthday would be complete without a singing hamburger card, really? I’ve listened to it at least a dozen times. Mr. T …

I officially decree: Every wedding needs a photo booth! Having already extolled many of Mr. T’s virtues in a previous (awesome) birthday …

Once in a blue moon, I find myself solo on a Friday night. Mr. T’s off playing airplanes in Watsonville this weekend …

I moseyed into morning Zumba class, hitting a wall of stagnant sweaty air from the previous class (ick). As I parked myself …

The postcard portrayed a scantily clad pin-up. Kinda vintage. A little campy. I’m not sure why this prompted me to invite my …

Wow, did he really just assign me to present an article about an airplane crash mere weeks after my own plane tried …

I don’t know about you, but the end of summer has been smokin’ around these parts. Literally, Sacramento decided to challenge its …

I knew I was in the wrong Zumba class when the instructor took more water breaks than me in the first 10 …

I probably could have jumped on the McKayla is not Impressed bandwagon, but I couldn’t pass up Wonder Woman. Photocredit. Bewildered, I …

After 10 days traveling and bumming around Oshkosh, I delighted in staying home the last couple weeks. Boring, quiet, happy home. With cooking and …