Baking the strawberry cake this weekend is a MUST!
The New York Times is driving me bonkers again. Today I read an article titled “One is the Quirkiest Number: The Freedom, and Perils, of Living Alone.” Here’s a summary:
People who live alone have no social checks and balances, so they become eccentric and have to be re-socialized before they’re fit to co-habitate. For example, one of them doesn’t close the bathroom door. Another forgot her skirt in her rush to get to work. A third sometimes leaves a bra on the kitchen table. Even more sing Journey songs in the shower, or stay up late, or snack. One of them cooked a sweet potato for dinner once–in some tin foil.
What the hell, New York Times. There are several things wrong with this.
1. “One” Is Not The “Quirkiest Number”
Three is the quirkiest number in a living arrangement, y’all. All the numbers above three are…
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