I am at a loss here. This weather is crushing my soul. In the short span of a day, it went from a balmy 70 degrees to a chilly 30 degrees. That means Andy, Weezer, and I were pretty much outside for an entire day and then back to shut ins the next. Do you know who doesn’t understand that you cannot play outside for an entire day when it is kind of chilly like that? I get it. Even Weezer gets it. But, Andy, uh uh. Can’t tell him nuthin! [Read more…]
I am on a tight grocery budget. I normally do grocery shopping for two weeks at a time, aka the Friday of payday. I feel like a lot of people are on this kind of a grocery shopping schedule. I, of course, make random Target or Jewel runs if we are in desperate need of a staple during what I like to call “lean week.”
Lean week is a sad week in our house. I feel like Kristen Wiig in Bridesmaids: “Help me, I’m poor.” Most of the fresh produce has dwindled and I have to make dinner from random things and condiments that otherwise may not fit together. [Read more…]
I feel bad even calling this a recipe. It is more of an artistic representation of sandwich ingredients. You know, because they call Subway workers “Sandwich Artists.” If Subway workers can be artists, why can’t I?
In high school, back in the dark ages of my existence, aka the vegetarian years, my Mom would make me a vegetable sandwich every single day that rivaled the likes of any sandwich artists’ creation. [Read more…]
My Mom always told me to never say never. For the most part, I have been pretty ok with this. Kind of.
When I was little, I once overheard a bunch of teenagers swearing like sailors. As a little kid, that kind of things sort of sends chills down your spine and scares you. So, being the virtuous little kiss ass of a kid that I was, turned to my Mom and said, “I’ll never be like that Mom.”
Now, I swear like a sailor with only a modicum of regret. [Read more…]
You guys, close your ears if you don’t want to hear baby talk. The arrival of our little guy is six weeks, actually five weeks and four days away! Aaaaaaa! I am freaking out a little bit to say the least. I feel like I have so much to do before he gets here. My to-do list is ever-growing.
My dresser is backordered, all the baby clothes need washing, shelves need hanging, blog needs some maintenance, holiday recipes need to be created, carpets need cleaning, hospital bag needs packing, and so on and so on. Yes, all little things, but things nonetheless. [Read more…]