It’s Small Bites Friday! There hasn’t been one of these in a while! If you’ve forgotten–it’s all about some stuff I’m grateful for–in, well–small bites.

Trump is being revealed as the toddler he is. He is going to get that wall or he is taking his toys and going home! The end. I feel devastated for the federal workers who are not getting paid today because of his immaturity, but the curtain is being pulled back and behind it is a chubby three-year-old in a diaper stomping his feet.

Shhhhhh, do not tell Mother Nature, but there has been no snow, except for a few spitty flakes and it’s already January 11! Yippee!

Alexandra Ocasio-Cortez is the fucking balls! She is kicking ass and taking names. It’s just fun to watch the old white men’s faces. Yes, Joe Lieberman, she is the future of the Democratic party, so um, better figure that shit out for yourself.

R. Kelly’s time is up. What took so long? Remix used to be one of my fave songs, but now it just makes me throw up in my mouth a little bit.

Dog videos. That is all. I never thought I’d be that person, but there you have it.

My daughter is in Barcelona for the semester and she is loving every minute of it! Relief, excitement, happiness!

My husband walked in on me watching Marie Kondo’s show and thought it was absolutely ridiculous. The next morning I found him knee deep in the overcrowded spice cabinet and cleaning the kitchen junk drawer. The following day he hit the overcrowded shelf outside the kitchen that was practically bowing from cookbooks and financial papers, and moved onto the downstairs closet. This guy never cleans anything! TALK ABOUT SPARKING JOY!

Michael Cohen is about to go public! Sing it, sister.

Next week I am going to see one of my most favorite books ever on Broadway: To Kill a Mockingbird! best Christmas gift award.

 

 

 

 

 

Found this really interesting site called Sylelikeu. And then I found  Lisl. She’s fucking awesome.

Not that I don’t want to spend every minute of my day making Riley’s life great, here are some smart dog hacks.

Michael Graves, I will miss you. I have had your teapots for all of my adult life (I have burned three of them).

 

I’m looking for an organization to give my writing skills to, and I’m finding all sorts of cool ones. Take a look at this one.

I still love Obama. And whether you like him or hate him, you have to admit, he has a great sense of humor and timing.

And I have a hard time losing 5 pounds! Meet Dennis, the dieted down dachshund. Brook Burton, you’re the bomb.

 

New Yorkers will read books anywhere photos. Love.

For those of you following the Fashion Police saga, Kathy Griffin just quit. Hey E!, I’m available!

 

 

 

 

 

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New dietary guidelines! Eggs!

Because you can’t have cellulite and be famous. 

103, and still adorable.

Uh oh. 

Fashion alert: The biggest red carpet of all on Sunday night’s Academy Awards.

How come nobody cares if he tells the truth (I guess because he’s at a station that does it for a living).

Didn’t we already know this? Pass the chips.

Fashion week cheapies.

I knew Riley knew.

Sad, sad, news. David Carr was brilliant. (Riley just noticed I was sad.)

Here ya go Kanye, it’s a Beckyonce mashup. Now can you just stop talking.

Because it’s going to snow 12-18 inches tomorrow.

I wonder if I can sell snow?

It’s a Star Wars funeral. The force was with him.

Good thing I don’t live in Montana, (for many reasons).

I want to look this good at 83. (course, I don’t look this good NOW.)

 

In case you haven’t gotten enough of the Super Bowl Half Time Sharks.

I have always trusted Brian Williams. The question is, did he intentionally lie, or remember it wrong?

In other news, it’s going to snow for the next three days. And my iPhone says it’s currently 1 degree fahrenheit. yup.

 

Harper Lee has written a follow up to To Kill a Mockingbird. #bigexpectations.

 

Lifestyle changes can change your life. Take a listen to Dean Ornish.

Shut the front door, InStyle magazine. Kerry Washington’s a gorgeous black woman, not a gorgeous Starbuck’s latte woman. At least you learned something.

 

Superbowl Haiku

Tired of Tom’s balls.

Can’t we stop.

Me hate the deflate.

In other news, it’s going to snow today. Hurray. I mean, who cares, we already have two feet out there, like a few more inches is really going to matter?

Scandal really went there last night. What a crazy, terrifying episode. Only Olivia would be kidnapped in silk pajamas, right? And if she ever gets rescued, how is she going to get that red wine out of her chair?

Robin Chase, Zipcar co-founder, is smart, like really smart.

Well here’s some good news on Ebola.

Thanks, Pete Wentz, for coming out to talk about your bi-polar disorder. It will help.

Gratitude to the guys who shoveled the Boston Marathon finish line. Nice.

Ok, it definitely looks like Bruce Jenner is transitioning to becoming a woman. Imagine the options for clothes this guy is going to have.

 

 

Because I love Adam, and this is just too fun. I don’t know, the people in this thing are a little too beautiful, but if it’s real, fucking wow. And if it’s not, it still made me smile all day yesterday, so there’s that. Plus, I can’t stop singing the song.

Because it’s a beautiful place to live (except when it’s winter, and it’s too damn cold). Take a look at Boston.

Check this out–in the category of seriously? I have all I can do to get to the real gym.

I saw a robin hopping around the snow in my backyard yesterday. A harbinger of spring? GAWD, I HOPE SO.

The Eat, Pray, Love Elizabeth Gilbert has a blog. She is lovely. I think for realz, she is just a lovely human being.

What a nice idea. We need more of this. Pizza for all!

Doggone it, so that’s why Golden Retrievers are so awesome (cover your ears, Riley).

The Finale finale of Newsroom this Sunday. I am going to miss this show and Mr. Sorkin’s brilliant writing.

There are some new vegetables for 2015. Rainbow carrots, anyone?

Amidst all the cop rage, take a look at this nice story

Watched The Hundred Foot Journey last night. Can Helen Mirren do no wrong?

Great experience with The Goldsmith at Chestnut Hill. Went in for a new battery and they asked if I’d like my rings cleaned, to which I screamed YES! (I love when they’re all shiny and sparkly, for like two minutes). Anyway, they also asked if I’d like them to check the stones in my anniversary bands, and I thought, why not. And they found like a load of them were loose in both rings (like I could have lost them, loose). Anyway, they said it would take a week to do, but to my surprise, they did it in a day, AND THEY SUPER NICE. (They have jewelry, too, by the way!)

I had lunch this past week at that Season’s 52 Restaurant in Chestnut Hill. Everything is 475 calories! And it was delicious. I am thinking of moving my bed in there and calling it a day.

I have actually gotten my photo Christmas cards and am writing them out (as opposed to last year when I got my photo Christmas cards and let them sit on my desk without ever writing even one out).

For anyone who remotely cares, or is keeping tabs on my foot, IT’S GREAT. Like really good. Yep, I’ll say it, WHY DID I WAIT SO LONG?

I am nauseous about the Eric Garner decision. Here’s what Boston was doing last night. The rest of the country was protesting too. Taking it to the streets. And here we go again.

Why is Peter Pan always cast as a girl (and why was she cast as that particular girl, Allison Williams, who I so badly wanted to do well, but just kind of fizzled)? Why did Captain Hook resemble Confucious? Why did Wendy look 52? Just some of the burning questions Peter Pan Live raised last night. Spoiler alert: It was a snooze fest. 

This is what I was expecting Hook to look like. Fierce, right?

Hey, let’s be clear, nobody will ever do it like Joan Rivers, but I like the choice of Kathy Griffin to commandeer Fashion Police. She is snarky and doesn’t seem to care who she insults, so it should work out just fine.

This year’s Pantone color of the year is Marsala. Count me out.

I hate tattoos, but some of these made my jaw drop. 

Here’s some more interesting data on how powerful meditation is

Worried about climate change? Reconsider that burger.

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