Now that my blog has turned five, it kind of got me thinking of how old I was when I started this old thing. 27… Oh boy. So young. I started to think about differences between my young, 20-something self and my young 30-something self. Ugh… I feel tired already. Especially since last night a certain terrible (but not so terrible, really) two-year-old wanted to party from 2 am on. Screw my 20’s, if I could have the energy of my 2-5 year old self, that would be amazing. You didn’t even need caffeine to function back then. [Read more…]
I am like Leslie Knope when it comes to breakfast. Certain days, especially if there was drinking the night before, I can be a total Ron Swanson. “Give me all the eggs and bacon.” Why would anybody eat anything besides breakfast food? So many choices.
Mike used to work for a church band. Naturally that day of work would fall on a Sunday. When he coached football and baseball and was still doing church band, last year he was seriously working every single day of the week. I know they say distance makes the heart grow fonder, but come on already! As much as Mike loved the community and playing music with the band, he does have to admit it is nice to be home on Sundays. [Read more…]
Soooo, yeah, remember that time when I said I was never going to make anything for Mike’s school ever again because he said I went too overboard? I wrote about it back in this post. I made a ton of cookies for a charity bake sale. The reason Mike didn’t want to me to do anything anymore was because somehow he always gets dragged into it. Then next thing you know, the two of us are up until midnight individually wrapping cookies so they accurately represent the Sarcastic Cooking brand.
Yeah, I guess I can’t blame him for not wanting me to cook for his school. [Read more…]
Maybe this Mother’s Day… it is time to say to your mom, “Hey, I got you.”
I know I said I wanted a day out alone. That’s not really true. I would love a day home with both kiddos where they were both behaving (aka not whining or only being appeased by multiple Oreo’s) and both slept for three hours during nap time. But, alas life isn’t that coordinated or fair. Motherhood is effing hard. Everyday I struggle with feeling like I am not doing enough. Not doing enough blog work. Not doing enough TV-free time. Not enough time with Jack/Andy one-on-one. Not enough time as just a wife. It is thankless, dirty, but oh so rewarding. It seriously tests the boundaries of every emotion you have ever felt. When I was younger my mom would say to me, “One day when you have kids of your own, you’ll understand.” And boy howdy, do I. [Read more…]
OK, I apologize only a little bit for what I am about to say. I have gotta say it though. It’s like busting out of me.
“I haven’t had anything yet, so how can I have some more of nothing?”
“You’re killing me Smalls! These are s’mores stuff! Ok, pay attention. First you take the graham; you stick the chocolate on the graham. Then you roast the ‘mallow. When the ‘mallows flaming… you stick it on the chocolate. Then cover with the other end. Then you scarf. Kind of messy, but good! Try some!” [Read more…]