|Filed Under:||Lifestyle / Happiness|
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|Archived Since:||February 25, 2010|
Home temperature is important. Head in the freezer, hands in the oven, whatever your move, just make it. Pick a temp, baby, then bake it. Pump up the thermostat, bang on the rad, or crank up the air. If you’re … Continue reading ?
Warm Sunday dinners with family, late nights drinking with friends, studying with a group in your basement. All of these are high odds scenes for scoring a blessing after you sneeze. Chances are good that if you explode in a … Continue reading ?
Get a move on. Hot popcorn isn’t going to be hot forever. It’s time to chow down by stuffing big, spilly handfuls of salty buttery goodness in your mouth as fast as you can. Because hey, popcorn’s the perfect snack … Continue readin...
I don’t know how to tie my shoes. I know, I know, it’s terrible, it’s embarrassing, but I seriously can’t tie my shoes the way most people do. I just — my fingers don’t slide the right way. When I … Continue reading ?
My sister and I took skating lessons when we were kids. For years my parents drove us down to the rusty old arena around the corner on Sunday nights. Cheap coffee, chilled sweat, and change room mold lingered in the … Continue readi...
Speedos snapped on and earplugs pushed in, old folks dip into the local pool for a cardio session on water. And if you happen to catch a glimpse of the jumping jacks and karate kicks or happen to be in … Continue reading ?
I was at my parent’s house this weekend and holy smokes. The three tiny evergreens out the back window have now bloomed into thirty-foot monsters shading half the backyard. Driving by your old school, visiting relatives you haven’t seen in … Continue reading ?
I don’t have the patience for puzzles. If I’m hanging out at your house late at night and someone walks into the room shaking a big 500-piece box with a cover photo of a gray boulder balanced on a gray … Continue reading ?
Engines revving, drivers idling, traffic lights flash red and stall the scene. Then just as you’re pulling up and about to slow down everything suddenly flicks to green. Now you’re pounding the gas and zooming right through the intersection in … Continue reading ?
Finishing your snack with a bite of cookie leaves a nice sweetmouth feeling but clogs your molars with sugar-paste and practically begs for something to wash it all down. Then again, finishing with a big swig of milk rinses away … Continue reading ?
I hate $19.98. When I’m pumping my car full of that sweet-smelling black gold, I get tense when I’m two cents away from a nice, round number. Maybe I’ve got a twenty dollar bill in my pocket or maybe I’m … Continue reading ?
When I was a kid and played with He-Man guys or Transformers, there was always a time when the scale of whatever war I was waging grew beyond the number of figures I had from that set. This meant that … Continue reading ?
Your windshield wipers have no idea what’s going on as you enjoy your blissful two seconds of silence. AWESOME! Photo from: here
Changing diapers is not awesome. In fact, it’s probably something you’d find over on 1000 Annoying Things, that non-existent netherlist we mentioned before which also features #998 When you realize you’re out of deodorant as you’re putting it on, #997 … Continue reading ?
A fresh batch of personal emails is like a little basket of gold to start your day. Grandkids telling you about their day at school, blurry photos attached from last night’s party, your mom asking what you want for your … Continue reading ?
How do you spell relief? Baby, it’s gotta be that deep sensation of finally relaxing your eyeballs when you pull your specs off at the end of the day. And whether you’re resting your Coke bottles on the bedside table … Continue reading ?
Hot baked, warm and steamy, that basket lands on your table and heats up your whole evening. So sniff it up, crack it open, and enjoy a delicious butter sandwich before the main course arrives. AWESOME! Photo from: here
Between clanging gongs at the beginning of Beat It my fellow six-year-old cousins and I would strike star poses, fling our hats, and blast fist-pumps to the sky. As the bass kicked in and the songs cranked up, we’d grab … Continue reading ?
Sniff up some fumes and get ready for a brain cell party. Yes, those sleeping memories from long ago will wake up and bounce and crash around your head as you close your eyes and let that salty-sweetness take you … Continue reading ...