I am currently watching The Mistletoe Secret on the Hallmark channel and, truth be told, it should have stayed a secret. Yikes. And if I say that, that it must be really bad because I love romance more than you love your boyfriend. I am a hooker for corny rom-coms but I vote NO to... Continue Reading →
Gobble, Gobble
A few weeks ago I was forced to endure an hour long Uber ride to the sound of Christmas tunes. I repeat, AN HOUR. Of all the Ubers in Los Angeles, of course I would end up in the one who is all too excited to get his joy to the world on. Many of... Continue Reading →