
ABD and preparing for The Year of the Dissertation
ABD = “All But Dissertation.” Photo credit. We were sitting in the car a couple weeks ago when Mr. T turned to …
ABD = “All But Dissertation.” Photo credit. We were sitting in the car a couple weeks ago when Mr. T turned to …
I must confess that yesterday, I probably set feminism back 50 years. With my arms full of darks, I swooped down to …
Apparently school has heated up as I just realized I haven’t posted in a week, and I’m sitting on a pile of …
This week Mr. T and I took a “quick” trip to Oakland to see an ankle specialist. Nothing like a mid-week 5-hour …
Apparently I didn’t get my fill of Christmas waffles over the holidays. To commemorate the taking-down of Christmas, I greased up my new waffle …
Survey says “Shutterbug Snaps” sucks, so in the spirit of New Year’s renewal, I’m retooling and going with “popular” demand. Thus, my …
With T-30 hours until Disneyland, I was on the phone with Disney Dining to make reservations for a “Character Breakfast” where you …
As Mr. T pulled into the garage last night, I was caught red-handed plugging in the Christmas lights. When he inquired as …
It’s Christmas eve eve eve and I keep wondering what happened to December. Or 2011 for that matter. With wrapping yet to …
Photo from the MythBusters shoot in September. Mr. T is in the number three spot at the top in the red and …