Confessions

I'm a fair-weather Red Sox fan.

I know only two words of Chinese: the words for beer and candy. 

I can't snap my fingers. Or whistle.

Coffee is my biggest vice. And mojitos.

I have my frequent flyer number memorized.

I love yoga, but really, really hate Dhanurasana (Bow Pose). 

Last night, I dreamt about baking bread pudding.