About every other week I’ll make pancakes for dinner. The kids love it! But there’s one problem. I’m not much of a June Cleaver making pancakes on weekend mornings, so the other day when I offered them pancakes for breakfast, they freaked out.
Pancakes for breakfast??? You should have seen the looks they gave me. You would have thought I offered to make them steak.
I’ve clearly corrupted their brains more than I thought.
It’s getting Mooshy over on Try Handmade. Check out Casey’s guest post about wearing handmade at Fashion Week and hear more about her exciting trip last month.
Anyone besides me wonder if the networking at this year’s BlogHer will consist largely of sponsored conversations? Is everyone going to be handing out their sponsor’s business cards instead of their own? Will everyone be wearing corporate T shirts?
I’m not knocking the practice, but since I’m not going to BlogHer this year, you’ll all have to let me know if it gets turned into a giant infomercial. Inquiring minds (and by that I mean “nosy types”) need to know!
WHY won’t this guy take off his tie?? Seriously, he’s stranded on a hot island, traveling through time, having near-death experiences every day… and he’s concerned about the level of sartorial formality expected of him? Daniel Faraday is one freaky dude.
