Schmoopy-ville: Population 1. That’s me! This summer I’m head over heels for a new fella and as a result most of the songs I listen to on Spotify are pretty happy of late. A bunch of these are ones my dude sent me. A couple are silly pop songs that make me think of him. The OK Go song is because went to an OK Go concert together. The Madonna one is, um, self-explanatory. And Norah Jones’ “Happy Pills” isn’t a love song, exactly, but the lyrics always remind me of what love feels like. Schmoop out everyone! Keep reading »
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but it’s officially August. It is crunch time: time to make the most of what’s left of summer, people. Let’s stop messing around and let’s ensure that we really are having the best summer ever. Here are 30 ways to make the most of the next 30 days of this fabulous season. Keep reading »
This two-week-old baby gorilla is chillin’ after a long afternoon spent playing with his momma. He was born at the Chessington World of Adventures Resort in London. Cuddling a baby gorilla is officially on my bucket list.
In case you weren’t aware, after Katie Couric stepped down as anchor of the “CBS Nightly News,” she announced that she would star in a nationally syndicated talk show, and is now realeasing some details about just what that show will include. Part of the package? The now famous phrase “YOLO” (You Only Live Once). Keep reading »
Every phone I’ve ever owned has met a tragic and untimely death. Whether it’s the toilet, the concrete, the washing machine, a sandy beach, or a spilled glass of juice, I am an expert at breaking cell phones, so when I splurged on a fancy new Android a few weeks ago, I vowed things would be different. And for awhile, they were: I cradled it gently against my ear; I never touched the screen when my hands were messy; I tucked it carefully into its very own pocket in my purse. And then, a few days ago, I dropped it on the concrete while taking a nice, slow-paced stroll through the park. Looking down at that cracked screen, at all my hard work gone to waste, I had an epiphany: there must be 50 ways to break your cell phone. With apologies to Paul Simon, here they are… Keep reading »