Probably my most memorable national park experience was spending Christmas camping in Death Valley. I highly recommend it, if you’re not too hung up on tradition! It’s not too hot, not too crowded, and they even have a funky little Christmas parade in golf carts through the town of Furnace Creek that lies within park boundaries. I was also amazed that we were some of the only American tourists there at that time of year. Very heavy on visitors from Germany and Japan, from what I could tell.
McDonald’s is really counting on the hangover market to turn that ship around, because that’s the only time I could see going out of my way to get an Egg McMuffin during non-breakfast hours.
I still don't understand Pinterest, but I did recently find out that my father-in-law has a Pinterest account (for "recipes") and that one of the few other Pinners he follows is Playboy. So there's that. (Also, I have no idea what's in my 401k mutual funds and apparently can't be bothered to find out.)
@Allison Ha! I like your priorities. I mailed my dues last week, and I think it's the first time I've physically mailed something in ??? Every year I advocate for a PayPal for that shit, and every year it falls on deaf ears.
I need to sweep/mop my filthy, filthy floors before I go out of town this weekend, because lord knows it won't get done on Sunday night when I get home. I am also going to happy hour with coworkers this evening though, so we'll see how this all plays out!
On After I Go
Uggggh I need to do this ("this" being something, anything, other than sarcastically telling my husband to pull the plug if recovery is not an option, but not if I have, say, a papercut or sprained ankle.)
I want to know more about this person who waited almost three hours at Mi Nidito in Tucson. I’ve been there, and it’s okay, and I get that it’s a Tucson institution of sorts, but not worth three hours in my opinion. Anyway, on any given night, I’ve got maybe 30 minutes of waiting in me, and that’s only if I can get a spot at the bar in the meantime.
Awww. In my family, the two most oft-repeated sayings from my father are "they can't eat you", which is great advice and applicable to job interviews, first dates, and really any other nerve-wracking situation in life, and, less helpfully, "stereotypes come from somewhere". Hmm. He also offered me money NOT to marry my first husband, and that was clearly an offer I should have taken him up on.
So do you think she’ll actually read and critique all of the essays she hopes to get and choose the “best” one, or do you think that she’ll just kick back until she reaches her goal and then randomly pull one out of the pile and declare it the winner? Because I certainly know what I would do in that scenario.
I loved the American Girl books when I was a kid, back when there was only Kirsten, Samantha and Molly. I think you could buy the dolls back then, but the American Girl empire certainly wasn't what it is now. It makes me kinda sad that the focus is now so much more on the (insanely overpriced) merchandise rather than the books. Rabble rabble, get off my lawn!