Guest Napper #150: Computer Crashed

The D.C. area is about to experience SNOWQUESTER, so we’re all battening down the hatches here. Wegmans is like Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome, because nobody wants to go through a 24-hour storm without a healthy supply of bananas. Potassium, apparently, is a vital need. Look what happened to Max, after all. You need to eat…

Guest Napper #149: Sleeping Snackmeister

I have heard about this new phenomenon that’s troubling the younger generation. It’s called “sleep texting” and I doubt I have to explain what that is all about. How horrifying. I mean, I can’t even text when I’m wide awake and in desperate need of sending an urgent message, so doing it in my sleep…

Guest Napper #148: sNappy Dresser

You know, there is no way I could find this much room in my messy sock drawer. Dang, I can hardly close that monster. Every year, I think “This is the year I’m going to make some room in there!” Instead, I just wear the same three pairs of socks over and over, because who…

Guest Napper #146: La-Z-Boy

Sometimes, while riding pink vehicles and snuggling your taggies, you just have to kick back in your man chair. Or, as in this case, under it. Hey. A baby’s got to protect the delicate skin from the sun. You don’t want to look like a leather chair at age 60.