I tried World Naked Gardening Day so you don’t have to. Here’s what happened when I attempted yard work in the buff.
Because Nothing Says December Like a Slushie
So here we are. It’s early December. There’s a foot of snow on the ground. The air hurts your face. My driveway looks like the tundra scene from a National Geographic special. And what do I do? I buy a slushie maker.
August Is That You? Summer’s Last Gasp and Other Lies
It’s August. You’ve reached that magical part of the year where everything is hot, sticky, and somehow smells like sunscreen, regret, and barbecue residue. It’s still 89 degrees outside, but Target wants you to believe you need a 12-pack of mini Snickers for trick-or-treaters who won’t show up for another 80 days.
Spring Fever Is Real and We’ve Got It Bad
It’s official. We’re done with winter!