Dispatches from the City of Angels
I'm a writer and humorist living in and writing about Los Angeles. You can catch my novel LOSING CLEMENTINE out March 6 from William Morrow. In the meantime, feel free to poke around. Over at my website you can find even more blog entries than I could fit here, as well as a few other ramblings. Enjoy and come back often.
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Dinnertime treats
It's a really good thing I'm married because I just ate whipped cream out of a can. Didn't even bother to put it on a spoon first.
My husband has been working 16 hour days, leaving me to eat dinner entirely without witnesses. Yesterday, I found a turkey sausage that was only kind of shriveled in the meat keeper, which you would've thought was the bottom of the barrel. But apparently not, no.
(Little tip from your Aunt Ashley: It's really, really important to tip the can back into your mouth far enough. Otherwise, you'll just squirt that compressed air stuff down your throat, which makes you feel kind of loopy and is probably illegal in most states.)
In my own defense, it was fat free whipped cream. Only five calories per serving! Really, what more could you ask for? It was practically begging to be a delicious dinnertime treat. Also it has calcium. I'm fighting osteoporosis here.
And I'm pretty sure the Captain Crunch had zinc and "natural fruit flavors." See? Fruit!
Frozen burritos don't go bad, right?
My husband has been working 16 hour days, leaving me to eat dinner entirely without witnesses. Yesterday, I found a turkey sausage that was only kind of shriveled in the meat keeper, which you would've thought was the bottom of the barrel. But apparently not, no.
(Little tip from your Aunt Ashley: It's really, really important to tip the can back into your mouth far enough. Otherwise, you'll just squirt that compressed air stuff down your throat, which makes you feel kind of loopy and is probably illegal in most states.)
In my own defense, it was fat free whipped cream. Only five calories per serving! Really, what more could you ask for? It was practically begging to be a delicious dinnertime treat. Also it has calcium. I'm fighting osteoporosis here.
And I'm pretty sure the Captain Crunch had zinc and "natural fruit flavors." See? Fruit!
Frozen burritos don't go bad, right?
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