This page will be a playground where I combine my love for baking with my love for the US presidents.
For more specifics about what this means, check out my about page.
In the meanwhile, I leave you to imagine what my cupcake tribute to George Washing…
Author: sherlonya
In an open letter to the man who pulled right in front of me to ensure that he got the parking spot he wanted, putting my toes in danger,
“You, sir, are a jerk, and had I boy parts, I’d have whipped out one of them and peed on your car. “
In an open letter to new information that pretty much melted my mind,
“Vaginoplasty? I didn’t even know that was a thing! And increasing numbers of women are signing up for elective surgeries to make their vaginas look…well, I don’t even know what the word would be. I know that ‘vagina rejuvenation’ is a term that’s being thrown around. Considering that the word rejuvenation means to make young […]
In an open letter to the man who frightened me today,
“I never meant to make eye contact, but when I did, I was stricken by one of those ominous sensations one usually only reads about in novels. I mean this in the most neutral way possible, but you looked just like a rotting Jack-o-lantern. I stifled the urge to shudder, to run, and to yell, […]
In an open letter to a piece of king cake that made me want,
“I probably shouldn’t be telling you this, but as soon as I took that bread knife in hand, I knew that my basest desires would be unleashed. I have never felt this way about a piece of food before, but you made a million Prince songs go through my head, most of note ‘Do Me […]
In an open letter to another bra that has decided to quit on me,
“This is starting to feel personal. You could have warned me, sent me a sign or two. Your treachery hurt me. Literally. What excuse do you have for an underwire snapped in half? Explain yourself!”
In an open letter to the automated email from the pharmacist,
“I think that you should be customizable. If you were, I would make you say, ‘Hey!! You like not being pregnant!!! Get the to the pharmacy for a refill. Now!!!!’ There would be flagrant abuses of exclamation points.”
In an open letter to those who have expressed an interest in knowing what really happens in my head,
“This is the short film that I would like to see. Bill Clinton walks into an all white room and sits at a white folding table on a white folding chair. He is wearing blue, dark blue slacks and a lighter blue shirt. All that blue and all of that white really makes his eyes […]
In an open letter to an ex,
“I should have known that we were fundamentally incompatible when I found out that you thought the ‘incense, wine, and candles’ line in Superfreak was about ‘intertwining candles’…whatever those are.”
February Goals
I keep reading things that say pretty much, you get fit in the gym; you get slim in the kitchen. And then I quickly turn the page. I don’t have horrible, horrible eating habits, but they could use some work. … Continue reading →