Okay gang, I am writing this under cover of darkness. Technically I am writing this under cover of Hot Latin Boy being on the patio lifting all sorts of heavy household good in preparation for my per...
It’s not about the sales, the swimming pool or the hangover on Tuesday morning. I wish I could be at Arlington today to decorate my grandparents’ and great-grandparents’ graves, but...
In reply to my entry yesterday, reader and all-around awesome person Txbunny wrote: Ms Twistie, please post your momma’s Mac & Cheese recipe. I could really use it. Txbunny, I honestly wis...
Comfort food often gets a bad rap. Eating with your emotions in mind??? ZOMGDEATHONASTICK! But you know what? I’m in favor of comfort foods. I’m in favor of eating something gooey over fa...
Happy Friday gang. Boy am I glad to see this week’s tailfeathers shaking in the rear-view mirror. First server woes then my Facebook and email started acting up and then I saw The Avengers beca...
Some unforeseen technical jackanapery means this post is two days late. In the intervening 48 hours, I made Hot Latin Boy his first ever banana pudding. He’d never had it before and by the low ...
(Image via Cookography, where you can find simple instructions for making yogurt on your stovetop) When it comes to kitchen gadgets, I’m on them like Plummy on Spanish footballers. While some w...
I think everyone who reads this blog on a semi-regular basis knows my feelings in general about homemade, handmade, and getting your hands into things being a big part of my personal philosophy of be...
Greetings friends and lovers, yesterday dear reader Helena wrote in with the following query: Do you think it is appropriate to wear blue wedge espadrilles with a Chico’s maxidress and lightweight co...
Ah luxury. It’s interesting how the definition changes. Once upon a time, luxury for me meant a new Hermès or a call to my gal at Barneys in New York to get my hands on the latest and most excl...
Ah Tuesday, or as I like to call it “Oh-No-Is-That-the-Garba ge-Truck-Quick-Where-Are-My-Pa nts-Is-This-a-Bad-Lemon-or-a-G ood-Kiwi-Never-Mind-Let’ s-GO!” Yesterday I spent much of the ...
Happy Monday gang! Or at least I’m calling it a happy Monday, mostly because I accidentally saw this program last night where some woman met a very unpleasant end at the hands of her friendR...
Whether you’re a mother, a mutha, or a daughter, let’s celebrate the beautiful circle of life. Rock on with your bad selves!
Ah, Mom’s famous… well, it might be almost anything from Duck a l’orange to ‘call to the Chinese take out.’ Most people assume that part of being a mother is being a rea...
One of the challenges of having a Big Girl blog that discusses everything from domestic abuse to self-tanner abuse instead of sticking to a niche within a niche (fashion, fat activism) is it’s ...
I’ve often wondered whether it’s more difficult to be the overweight daughter of a naturally slim mother or one who is prone to plumpness. With the thin mother, I could see the struggles ...
Happy Monday, gang, how’s every little thing? Me? I’m fab. Signed the lease on the teensy new Plumcake Cottage in my equally teensy new village where my neighbors are the Pacific ocean, a...
As a child, I read a lot of science fiction novels. I watched a lot of science fiction TV shows and movies. I still dabble in the genre here and there. But there was one thing that kept striking me a...
Heigh-ho, camperinos! Last week I smacked you all across the kisser with this deathless image: And you all came back swinging with six hilarious ripostes. It wasn’t easy picking a winner this w...
It Gets Better is a noble sentiment, and maybe for some people part of a stigmatized group it’s true. I certainly hope it is. But I’m not convinced it’s an accurate statement for th...
Three in the morning and my eyes screech open, my heart, tired of being accused of not existing, does its best Charlie Watts in my chest. No, it’s not one of the usual predawn car alarms or imp...
Hello everybody! It’s time once again to play Twistie’s Sunday Caption Madness! You all know how this works. I find a photo that’s sitting up and begging for a good caption or, you ...
I love movies. You may already know that. In fact, I may have mentioned this fact before. And every once in a while, it’s fun to share with you all the gems I’ve found and enjoyed. So let...
Well, it’s late in the afternoon –too much Tramadol in last night’s pasta sauce I’m afraid– I just woke up to the sad but not unexpected news that Pep Guardiola has chos...
Hey gang, just a little public service announcement from your very-nearly-cholera-free (though in retrospect smoked marlin n’ grits last night was perhaps a shade too adventurous) pal Plummy: B...
As I mentioned on the Facebook page, it looks like Ashley Fink’s character, Lauren Zizes –the Token Fatty on Glee– has been written off into the sunset. I stopped watching Glee a fe...
I’m not naturally suited to pants. In fact, saying I’m not naturally suited to pants is an understatement along the lines of saying The Wicked Witch of the West is not naturally suited to...
Well day-um! In light of Miss Plummy’s diagnosis of cholera, of all things(!) I find myself wondering what bizarre ailments other folks have found themselves to have. My weirdest? Well, about t...
First of all, yes, I had Actual Cholera and yes, it’s about as much fun as it sounds. While cholera has pretty much been eradicated in the US, it’s still alive and kicking in the developi...
Hey Gang, happy Tax Day! Posting is going to be a teensy slow this week as Lappy 6000 is finally going into the shop to have her keyboard replaced after last December’s unfortunate scorpion inc...
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