I'm getting soft. Three weeks of traveling through the Midwest and down to Virginia has buffed off my city shell. My inner, unsuspecting, small town, southern gal is rearing her nasty, pig-tailed head. It's sort of like when you spend the whole summer walking around in flip flops, then spend…
Chicago
For whatever reason, I never seem to remember just how fantabulous downtown Chicago is. While I think New York would still win the butterscotch pudding wrestle-a-thon to win the spot of most favorite city in my heart, Chicago comes in a pretty damn close second. It's definitely cleaner. I wore…
Blood Sucking Fiends
They're back. You'd think I was breeding these little bastards professionally. How are they getting into the apartment? The mosquitoes of Hoboken must execute their attacks with military precision. We've got the windows closed, damnit! I don't really have any standing bodies of water here in my 3rd floor apartment...not…