I have a bone to pick with cookie jars. Well, first of all, I should mention, I don’t even have a cookie jar. But if I had one I have this feeling I’d have a bone to pick with it. BECAUSE. A couple of days ago I had a weak moment at the grocery store […]
This is a non-recipe recipe. A double negative. A loop hole in the system. A promise of a new day. BUT FIRST: omg. I feel the babies. And it’s weiiiiiiiiird. It feels like a psychedelic butterfly parade with bubble machines and face painters and mimers with tissue paper feather hands. Every time I feel it […]
Call me Short-Cut Sally, but this here sauce is about to change.your.game. I really don’t think I can talk about anything else today besides this sauce. You’re welcome? Thing is, in my head the sauce was going to have much more going on in it. I had all these plans! These layers! These sauce ambitions! […]
I say edition 1 because I like the idea of terrifying you silly that there’s a chance of 19 hundred and 87 billion more editions to come by January. Be afraid. Be very afraid. So, I’ve been doing this whole pregotron thing for 15 weeks and 3 days. And I have to say, this shiz […]
Ohhhhhh good heavens. “What did she DO?” “I have absolutely no idea.” “I mean, what the donk IS that thing? Is that some sort of chip coating on the outside?” “I can’t see it. My eyeballs still hurt.” “Should we tell her her trash is showing?” “It won’t help.” I know. I know. BUT HARK. […]
Let’s go ahead and call me Milestone Millie for this one. “But it’s just soup, Bev. Let the dream die.” Ohhhh but I can’t. And I won’t. (I’m gazing off into the future with hope, stage left.) A) I actually craved actual food from the actual ground. B) Aaron had nothing to do with this. […]
I don’t know but I’ve been told that it’s not very end of July-ish outside right now. Actually, I do know because my eyeballs are looking out my open back door at the steady rain that’s not even slowed down in over 24 hours, with temperatures hovering right around 70. I LOVE IT. I’ve always […]
I think every Monday needs to start with pasta. Actually, I think every day needs to start with pasta, but that’s an issue I should address on my own. In a locked bathroom. With a bowl of pasta. So this here lil’ ditty is yet another Aaron creation. AH KNOOOOW, AH KNOOOOW. Get off my […]
“Baby, baby. I’m taken with the notion, to loooove you with the sweetest of devooootiooo-haaan.” First of all, please don’t give me a wedgie. Second of all, I SWEAR this blog isn’t going to become super preggo-centric. It’s just, with the mad summer rush of friends and family visiting, weekend getaways, and still coming out […]
How ’bout that royal uterus action yesterday, eh? But, I feel like we already knew it was a boy. Did we really not know? From the get go they’ve been all, “The child is 4th or 5th in line for the kingdom!” And you can only be in line for that kind of bidniz if […]
