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Oh, The Things to be Thankful for
It's the week of Thanksgiving and I've been a huge slacker in giving thanks! Ahhh! It's been a busy weekend and the last few days I've had sick kids, so it's been a little more hectic than the norm. Anyway, here's what I've been grateful for the past few days....
Third and Fourth Dinners
Well, we didn't end up going out to dinner last night. Bummer. But we didn't starve or choke on cardboard tasting rice either. I made twice baked potatoes (pretty hard to screw up) and they were pretty good. Not great, but good. Too much broccoli. Then tonight I made...
One Fish, Two Fish, Totally Gross Fish
Last night was the second night in a row I have ruined dinner. I am accepting any and all sympathies. The other night it was Harvest Paella gone awry. No pun intended, because there is absolutely nothing humorous about ruining a perfectly good meal. I literally woke...
One year of blogging, thirty years of Butterfingers, and a Happy Halloween
Around this time last year, I sat down at the kitchen table one morning to a bagel and shmear for breakfast. I felt queasy and didn't know why. Then the fog began to clear and I remembered there was a fun size Butterfinger sitting in my stomach. It was eight o'clock...
These are the days?
I've had the relatively same experience a few times recently. It goes something like this: Me out and about with my kids, usually holding one, chasing another. One might be crying, or screaming, or kicking; most definitely someone is running. I am probably trying to...
Home hair highlighting kits: don’t try them at home
Home hair highlighting kits are never a good idea. Remind me next time. Smelly, messy, unpredictable...dangerous. WARNING: DO NOT GET INTO EYES, MAY CAUSE BLINDNESS DIRECTIONS: RINSE UNTIL WATER RUNS CLEAR As I am hanging my head over the shower trying to wash the...
Somebody Stop Me!
It's candy corn season. Somebody stop me. Please. I will eat these things until my belly aches, my throat hurts and I am otherwise convinced I am slowly killing myself. Death by candy corns. Even worse than my possible comatose state or death caused by obscene amounts...
The bane of a woman’s existence
At times like these it is good to know there are a few certainties in life. Death, taxes…and cellulite. Thankfully, no matter what is going on in our lives, our long time companion can always be counted on to show up. She never misses a get-together, nor a stage of...
Flip-flap-flops and other wardrobe casualties
Before I begin, I wanted to thank you all so much for your thoughts and prayers for my family in Missouri. Not only were they spared from the tornadoes, but they left a day later for vacation in Florida! Thus, my empathy has turned to envy and I will no longer be...
Oreos are a woman’s best friend
Pardon the absence. In the past month and a half, we have shuffled our kids, car seats, toys, clothes, books, vehicle, dog and other bits and pieces from Virginia to Kentucky to California and it has left me numb. Like Pavlov's dog I arise every morning to the cry of...
