Super Bowl Sunday!

Posted by on Feb 6, 2005 in dish | 2 comments Well, it’s Super Bowl Sunday, and here I sit with bad cable. I suppose I could go to a sports bar to watch two teams I don’t really care about play the game, but it’s not that big a deal. The commercials are more fun than the game usually anyway.On the menu at Chez mimi: Steak Baked potato Wedge salad with gorgonzola, bacon, and bleu cheese dressing Chex mix (store-bought this...
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Princess mimi

Posted by on Feb 2, 2005 in dish | 4 comments Confession: I own a tiara. Once, after a particularly nasty day at school, I ended up at a friend’s house and told her, “I deserve my own tiara.” I do not have beauty queen envy. I just understand, completely and totally, that I am the Queen of My Own Universe and as such deserve my own tiara.So I bought one. Three and one-quarter inches of blinding rhinestones (if you’re...
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Thar She Blows!

Posted by on Jan 30, 2005 in dish | 1 comment One of the little joys of being a homeowner is taking care of the home at its most uncooperative. Case in point: our washing machine, which decided to overflow just as the kids and I were getting ready for church. So instead of praising God in God’s sanctuary, I get to plead for God’s intercession while ankle-deep in pink, sudsy water (DD’s new sheets are being washed so we can...
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Iraq the Vote

Posted by on Jan 30, 2005 in dish | 0 comments Today’s the day. Iraqis are casting votes today, the first free elections in fifty years. Now I’m not a big W fan, but you have to admit, that’s pretty cool. Already the insurgents are setting off bombs, mortars, etc. Seems most of them are Sunni muslims, who have been in charge–viciously–for some time now. The Shiite majority is expected to turn out in record...
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The Waiting

Posted by on Jan 27, 2005 in dish | 0 comments Tom Petty’s right. The waiting is the hardest part. About two weeks ago, I sent the complete manuscript of my chick lit, The Crash Test Dummy of Love, to New York. Thirty-day exclusive. Within thirty days, I’ll know something. In thirty days, I will, most likely, no longer have cuticles. I do not wait well. I love this book. I love it because it’s chick lit for people who...
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Weather Wuss

Posted by on Jan 24, 2005 in dish | 0 comments So I wake up this morning and it’s 37 degrees. Did I mention that I hate being cold? That the only thing worse than being cold is being wet and cold? That once I catch a chill, it takes for-freakin’-ever to warm back up again? This is Sunny Florida, for goodness sakes! Where’s the heat?? Then I read in the paper that Boston’s buried under two feet of snow. I feel for...
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