Share five things you're good at. Let's see... five things I'm good at are taking on too much, putting myself last, being annoyed, worrying, and getting my feelings hurt. Some would say "meddling" should be #1 on this list (sorry, not sorry, Alaina). But, in line with my daily affirmation of "choosing to focus on …
Isn't that the truth? Last Sunday, I had the pleasure of spending my day with some amazing people, celebrating one of my high school friend's 40th birthday. It was a blissfully buzzed day, and I truly enjoyed myself, reminiscing about the days of past. After arriving home that evening, the laughs continued while we caught up with my …
Dirty kids, everything I own/am smelling like a hotdog due to the campfire smoke, unsanitary cooking conditions, bugs, sleeping in extremely tight quarters with five other individuals, sunburns, loud neighbors, no computer… Camping was a blast this past weekend! No, I'm not being sarcastic. I was able to spend some very much needed quality time with …
My little experiment has begun! Researching kombucha recipes online, I found that the suggested ratio is eight tea bags to one gallon of water, with one cup of sugar dissolved in. Of course, I can never leave well enough alone and had to tweak the recipe; in order to mask some of the vinegary taste, I prepped my kombucha last …
Easily make marshmallows with six ingredients, her recipe says. Pulling off a homemade marshmallow recipe is easier than you think, she boasts. My family puts marshmallows away like they are going out of style. Big ones for the massive amounts of s’mores we consume, little ones floating in hot chocolate, flavored ones just because, marshmallows for …
A friend stopped by work today and brought these beauties: Madagascar Bourbon Vanilla Beans! They were wrapped in bundles with cellophane, and secured in a Ziploc bag, but even those measures didn't prevent the scent of them distracting me the rest of the work day. She has no idea how wonderful of a treat this …
One of my favorite memories as a little girl was sneaking out to my dad's garden, picking a ripe, sun-warmed tomato, and biting into the juicy red flesh. Sometimes, I would even sneak out a little salt, tied up in a napkin, to season my tomato with. Yum - salted tomatoes are still one of …
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The title is misleading. I don’t cook with my kids, per se. Most of the time, I am actually screaming at them to “get out of my kitchen”. Hold up… Before you go handing me the ‘Bad Mom’ award for withholding perfect life lessons in the kitchen… I have tried. My 17-year old is brilliant, …
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