Happy Birthday – Now With Party Notes!

During one round of Hide-n-Seek, I stepped into the upstairs bathroom. Luckily for all concerned, I was only there to grab the laundry basket. Also luckily, my heart started right up again after a small voice whispered, “Just so you know, I’m back here,” from behind the shower curtain. Scared the hell out of me.

Cooking With the BUMD, Day 14: In the Kitchen with Dad

It is a little-known fact that the entire decline and fall of the Roman Empire can be traced back to the their failure to teach their kids to cook.

OCD is a Defense Mechanism, or, Only the Paranoid Survive

“Did you turn the oven off?” is a cliché, like any other dime-a-dozen cliché… Until the first time you come home and realize that you have, in fact, left the oven on.

Cooking With the BUMD, Day 3: Shelling Out for Dinner

Have you ever wondered about what’s involved just getting ingredients to your kitchen? I mean, never mind the gags about “who was the first person to eat that.” Just think about the first person to think about putting all these things together – this was someone who contributed to the gene pool. We can be sure of this, because their kids are now programming video games.

Cooking with the BUMD, Day Two.

Is it me, or does everything just sound better in French? “Bonjour, je suis le Grand Déplaisant Homme Poupée!”