This little pigeon was hanging out at the coffee shop with me when I was in San Francisco. Poor guy, nobody was waiting on him, and I think all he wanted was a croissant.
NOT only in Boulder
Work travel has taken me to San Francisco this week. I’m sitting outside looking at this 
gorgeous view, and a couple of moms are sitting next to me. I just overheard one ask the three kids: “Should I open the seaweed so we can all share?”
Oy.
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Apple pie alias
This $8 fried apple pie I ordered from my hotel looks suspiciously similar to the 50-cent McDonald’s variety with a little extra cinnamon sugar sprinkled on top.
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Be careful out there
Have you ever stopped to think how vulnerable you are to a stealth ninja attack while you’re flossing?
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Not my fault
Dear person who sits next to me on the plane tomorrow,
It was my husband’s idea to get Mexican food for dinner tonight, not mine.
Sincerely,
Courtney
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Voice of reason
I was having some trouble downloading a file tonight, and Mike came in and saved the day. When he’d fixed it, he started doing his little, “I’m so cool” strut and waggling his hips in a little hotshot dance.
I felt it was my duty to inform him then that his fly was down before everything went too much to his head.