Dishing up honest food with a dash of humor...
As a food blogger, it is your job to be ahead of food trends. That’s why you see a lot of food bloggers out there making pumpkin recipes in the middle of summer. It is to be ahead of the curve. This would also explain why your Pinterest feed has slowly started to shift from all things pumpkin to mashed potatoes and all things cranberry.
Is it too early to start planning Thanksgiving? I mean, we haven’t even gotten through Halloween yet. [Read more…]
As I type this it is 8:10pm on Wednesday night. I don’t know if you know this, but I think hell hath frozen over. Here’s why. Andy asked to go to bed at 7pm. 7pm! And HE asked. I didn’t have to chase him and read fifteen hundred stories. Then stand at the door counting down from 30 and then closing the door to him whining. Yep, so that’s why hell has for sure frozen over.
Reason number two hell has frozen over is that, on day three of potty training, we have had 1 small minor accident Tuesday and other than that, he has peed and pooped on the toilet like a champ. I may or may not have cried after his first poop. He was just so proud! But! We have yet to leave the house sooooo potty training has yet to really be tested. [Read more…]
Oh those poor celebrities, complaining about the show being long and being deprived even a bite of food for so many hours while The Golden Globes go on and on. Hey! Bozos, you are on the west coast. Try keeping up with this on central standard time. Yeah, it’s 9pm here and this party is still raging for you guys. Meanwhile, I have toothpicks holding my eyelids open because, God forbid, I miss some pop culture reference tomorrow (which will totally make me feel old as balls).
It’s bad enough Mike has no clue about what songs are hip or which shows are the new “Friends.” I can’t be in the uncool, unaware couple.
Not ready to be that old.
Yet.
Can you guys believe that Thanksgiving is next week? Whaaaaa?!?!?! Not that I am hosting or anything. I have been so ensconced (great word, right?) in our whole no fridge debacle that I didn’t really realize it until I sat down to write this post. Hopefully by the end of the day today, we will have a resolution to the whole fridge-gate thing. 11-4. Seriously repair company? Give me a bigger window of time to wait around for you. Come on!
Ok, enough of that. Just letting you know that hopefully my broken-record/broken-fridge talk will be over soon. And we can all move on. Ice for everyone!
Back to Thanksgiving. [Read more…]
And like a phoenix from the flames, she rises! Well, that was a bit of a dramatic entry, but, hey, I do like the drama. I am back! I have three words for you; hand, foot, mouth. Disease. Well, that’s really four, but the first three are the dramatic ones. Don’t Google it! You already did, didn’t you? Well little Jacky B got it first. He didn’t get it as bad as you may think, from your Google images. My first key that he was sick was he just stopped eating solid food. The kid turned down puffs! I knew something was wrong. [Read more…]
