I’ve started reading cooking blogs and I’m kind of becoming obsessed about them. I even downloaded “Mastering the Art of French Cooking Volume I.” Granted, I just wanted to learn how to make an omelette, but still. I downloaded a Julia Child book. The horror of this cannot be overstated. Cooking for me is simply [...]Read More..>>
If you read the blog yesterday, you know that I cheerily said something about my floor always being clean, thanks to my dogs.
Yeah. Apparently that was a lie.
Because, you see, I dropped some leftover mac and cheese on the floor today.
And I called over this dog:
And this dog:
I figured they could clean it up (hey, [...]
What is it about teenagers and males in general that makes them completely unable to pick up their dang shoes and put them away? Is it some sort of man law that all male shoes need to be placed in the hallway or directly in front of the front door so that the woman of [...]Read More..>>
My house has been overrun by tomatoes. I swear to you, they are everywhere. They are in the fridge. They are on the counter. They are in the freezer. It’s like a scene from that TV show “Hoarders” only instead of newspapers and clothes stacked up everywhere, we have tomatoes. Frankly, it’s terrifying. And the [...]Read More..>>
So today I woke up and I was so happy. First, the alarm barely went off next to my head. Next it was Friday. Yay! I turned to Harry, snuggled in and said, “Ooh, it’s Friday. Aren’t you glad the week is almost over?”
And there was a dead silence, then Harry said, “It’s Wednesday.”
Seriously? Seriously? [...]
Today is the 11th anniversary of September 11, 2001. In our house, Junior (who was in kindergarten when it happened) called it “the bad day.” And that’s what Harry and I have called it ever since. So on this anniversary of The Bad Day, I am linking to a blog I found by accident this [...]Read More..>>
I found this on Huffington Post, which honestly has not been the same since AOL purchased it, but let’s not go there, ok? Anyway, I love this video. You have to watch it.The thing I love most is that the woman is dancing with her son, who is a dancer and had no idea his [...]Read More..>>