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The slow fast lane
On my way to pick up the kids I thought I’d stop by the store and pick up a few ingredients for dinner. In and out. 10 minutes tops. I’ll just swing by this Walmart, it’s right on my way. Even though I hate this particular Walmart, it’s on my way home. Who was I [...]
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Worry less. Play more.
I went to my parent’s house Saturday night for a game night. It was an impromptu game night. Earlier in the week, I planned a card night with a couple of my sisters. Saturday afternoon she said, “we should call Mom and see if she wants to play cards with us!” So, after the kids [...]
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Gimme the triple bypass with a side of lard fries
Have you heard about Heart Attack Grill? It’s a burger joint in Las Vagas with some very interesting marketing. I mean, if you couldn’t tell, with a name like that. Oh, and a guy had a heart attack while enjoying one of their burgers. The Triple Bypass. So, there’s that. The building. The owner. You [...]
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Forget it! I’ll just get on Pinterest
At the end of January I set a silent goal for myself: Post every day in February. February is the shortest month of the year, it should have been totally doable. Yet, I’ve only posted four times in the last 15 days. What gives? Honestly, I’m not sure. Maybe I could blame the lack of [...]
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Roses are red, violets are blue
When making custom Valentine’s Day cards, I say, the cornier the better! I got a few cute ideas from Pinterest, but then I customized them for my own kids. They turned out pretty cute. Wanna see? For Maya I knew I wanted her to be holding a sucker, because, well, she loves suckers! This was [...]
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Chocolate Fluffernutter Cupcakes
I’m not really sure what a fluffernutter is, but it seems like it would have something to do with marshmallows and peanut butter. Right? Anyway, I had big plans for these cupcakes… I wanted to do some sort of cream filling, a peanut butter cream filling. But, at 8:00 PM, when I started, I didn’t [...]
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You want me to put what on my baby’s butt?
So, Maddox caught a stomach bug last week. Sunday morning I changed 4 dirty diapers before breakfast and 3 after. These were all before 7:30 AM. It wasn’t pretty. By Wednesday his poor little tush was on fire. He would scream as soon as the diaper would come off. Kicking legs, flailing arms, crocodile tears, [...]