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Angie Pangie

Yes, I want superpowers, but heck no, I’m not drinking blood.

by Angie Pangie

on August 31, 2010 in Pop Culture

Since I was a little girl, I always wanted to wake up with a superpower. Didn’t you? In my dreams, my superpower was always floating. Not necessarily flying, but floating about 25 feet up in the air over people’s heads. I remember vividly being able to hover over a softball field using the chain link [...]

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Rev up your DVRs! Which, by the way, if you don’t have a DVR, quit the internet now.

by Angie Pangie

on August 19, 2010 in Pop Culture

One of my most favoritest times of the year approaches. Yes, September may be my birthday month, and that’s part of my happy happy. No, not back-to-school, though there is magic in knowing my girls are well taken care of for 5+ hours a day so I can stock up on BonBons and my stories. [...]

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Your guide to being more like me. Because I know it’s your dream.

by Angie Pangie

on August 10, 2010 in Nerdgasm

I spend a significant amount of my precious time online. It’s where I make monies, conduct my business, and commiserate with my friends. Most of the time, I have a reason for being online. Part of my self-appointed “job” is be be social and do many things at once. Do do everything that I do [...]

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Girl Crushes: A Laminated List

by Angie Pangie

on July 29, 2010 in Pop Culture

Much like the laminated lists we’ve discussed in past posts, this one is a short list of girls I crush on. I’m not gay. OK, I kind of am, but any girl can have a girl crush. You think she’s cute. You think she’s funny. You want to be her VBFF. You watch every single [...]

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The Legal Guide to Going Out to Eat on the Cheap #EzPz

by Angie Pangie

on July 14, 2010 in EZPZ

I’m not a cook.

I hate to cook, and I will do just about anything to get out of cooking.

There’s about 5 dinners I can cook successfully without having a full-on anxiety attack. (I’m not joking about the anxiety attack and cooking. I wish I was.)

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Obsessed: But not the cat-hoarding kind.

by Angie Pangie

on July 7, 2010 in Pop Culture

When I like something, I get obsessed.

Like when I started watching Weeds after Season 5.

I spent an entire 2 weeks watching nothing much else than Weeds on DVD, Amazon Home Video and Netflix.

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10 things I’d rather be doing than playing tennis for 11 hours and 5 minutes

by Angie Pangie

on July 1, 2010 in Pop Culture

The longest tennis match in history was completed after 11 hours and 5 minutes of play over the course of three days.

Insanity.

There are much more important things I’d rather be doing with my time than both A) playing any game that long, and B) watching anything lasting that long.

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Diary of a Foodie

by Angie Pangie

on June 23, 2010 in Playing House

I’m a sort of foodie where “foodie” means “I like to eat lots of foods” and not “I know a lot about a lot of foods and I used words like ‘epicurious’ in grammatically correct restaurant reviews.” I’m also not the “barefoot” sort of foodie; I leave that for Brittany. But really, she’s just being a dick and she’s not even a foodie.

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Short Men Need Love, Too: A Laminated List

by Angie Pangie

on June 8, 2010 in Pop Culture

I married a teeny tiny short man. I’m sure he would like for me to take this opportunity to let the world know that there is no fact to the relation of a man’s height to the size of his feet, hands, and other appendages. He’s still a whole 1/2 an inch taller than me, but that’s not saying much at my 5′ 4-3/4″ height.

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Oh, I’m Sorry. I Didn’t Get the Memo Where I Was Your Kid’s Parent.

by Angie Pangie

on June 1, 2010 in Parenting

I love my children. I tolerate yours. Sometimes. When I take my girls to the neighborhood pool, I go to make sure they’re not drowning, they’re having fun, and they’re not bothering other people. It’s kind of that oath of parental responsibility we imaginarily signed when we pushed out the babies from our nethers.

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