Oooh that smell

What I really want to know is, how...HOW is it possible even when I cook tremendously pungent foods and when a bunch of Indian families live around cooking tremendously pungent foods...that our apartment hallway always smells like a mix of potpourri and some kind of processed tuna/casserole spam concoction?

Also, I want to know why looking for a swimsuit is now something akin to looking at porn? Really Brazil? Really strings? Really thong? You call yourselves bikinis? Geez. I have lingerie less revealing than some of the stuff on Amazon.

Also, I assume you're asking since you're looking up at me from the bottom of the third page of results. No,  I do not want you, Hello Kitty bathing suit. No. No no no no.

What I really want to know

Does anyone else love Rob&Big? I know it's not on the air anymore, but I love it, V loves it, my brother loves it...it's a great show, mostly because it's full of hijinks and wackiness - much like my beloved husband.

What does this have to do with me? Well, I was watching it today and Rob's parents come into town and the entire episode was dedicated to Rob trying to drive his mom crazy. He drives too fast, passes too much, says crap a lot, jumps off a tour bus, breaks the law by plastering city property with street team stickers, fakes an arrest and tries to make her cry by reading cheesy poetry.

So, what I really want to know is, am I destined to have a son who acts like this?

I'll answer my own question: have you ever met my husband? (or me?)

What I really want to know

There are so many questions out there that just pop into our heads. Questions of consequence, questions of, well...inconsequence. Lots of things about which I'm curious. This is part of the reason I know trivial facts and other things useless in daily life, but helpful in board games.

What I really want to know today is, how does Giada deLaurentiis, with all her gorgeous figure and hair and skin and eyes and lips, keep her fingernails clean while she cooks all that delicious food? She always has these gorgeously manicured chip-free fingernails that should be, in all fairness, discolored by garlic and splattered with parsley juice and full of tomato stains. How?

I can't even keep polish on for one day. Fail.