February 17, 2011 at 10:58 pm
The book release party for Chocolate & Vicodin: My Quest for Relief from the Headache that Wouldn’t Go Away was tonight at Flyleaf Books. I had a great time meeting some local readers, signing books and nomming on delicious cupcakes. If you couldn’t make it, you can still order a signed book online. Also, if you’re in the neighborhood, you can stop by Flyleaf Books tomorrow and grab some leftover cupcakes before the booksellers eat them all.
Here are some pics from the signing and of the cupcakes we made at a cupcaking party before the event. Mucho thanks to Big Bro and Sister-In-Law for use of their kitchen, and to Kindly Neighbor for helping, too. Sister-in-Law’s dad is a pharmacist, so we were able to get empty gelatin capsules to fill with color sugar and sprinkles. I promise, I didn’t really drug the audience! The other toppings were Smarties and Good and Plenty. (Good and Plenties? I don’t know the proper plural for that one.)
November 23, 2009 at 9:43 am
Ever since I got my omni-present headache, several people have told me that they think of me whenever they get headaches. At first I thought this was bizarre, and sort of sad. I hate to be associated with someone else’s pain. Then I realized, it’s actually rather normal to associate a place or a thing or an idea with someone else. For example:
Whenever I see the almond butter at Trader Joe’s I think of Shauna (aka DietGirl) and my failed attempt to smuggle it into the UK for her.
If I see Spider-man on a lunch box, a pair of kids gloves, or the cover of a comic book, I think of my old boss, whose office was decorated with Spider-man paraphernalia.
If I see, eat, or smell a cupcake, I think of Rachel who blogs at Cupcakes Take the Cake.
If I drive by a certain hospital downtown or hear about it on the news, I think about a friend I had to visit there unexpectedly. (She’s doing much better now.)
When I visit a public garden or [...]
September 18, 2008 at 6:35 am
I bought a bike. I probably paid fifty dollars more for it than if I had shopped around. They charged me extra for the kickstand and the water bottle holder too. But I decided I needed to buy a bike already or I would never do it. So I bought a bike – a beautiful, blue bike. I’ve named her Bluebell.
She has flowers and bubbles imprinted on her handles and seat.
And stylish decals painted on her frame.
Basically, this bike is targeted at young women who aren’t as concerned about performance as they are about riding a pretty bike, a demographic I fall squarely in. If you fall in that demographic too and want to buy your own, she’s a Trek 7100 WSD.
I rode Bluebell to Butler University to buy Avenue Q tickets, saving money on gas and obscene TicketMaster “convenience” fees which I have never found to be convenient. However, I’d forgotten I was getting my hair cut on the same day. So I went to the stylist and told her I was going out [...]