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. […]
So, we’re having a garage sale this weekend. (insert noose emoticon here) I’ve not had a garage sale since I was like 10 years old, living in Hobbs, New Mexico. And *I* didn’t have it. My parents did. I just remember waking up way later than the grueling 6am start time, stepping out into the […]
I have something to tell you. So I’m just gonna say it. Not holding back. Not ashamed. Getting it off my chest. No holds barred. Here we go. One, two, three. My choo choo train left Inspiration Station and has yet to return. I’m DRIED UP AND WITHERED AWAY, you guys. I’m an old hag. […]
I done diddly do done lost my marbles. But FIRST, yes this is whack-a-doodle but we’ll get to it in a sec. Did you watch Idol last night? What did you think? Candice or Kree? What’s your vote? I’m leaning towards Candice, only because of that last performance, when she was all, “But he’ll never […]
Monday, Monday (ba daaaa, ba da da da), so good to meeee (ba daaaa, ba da da da). No worries, chimmy chums. I’m not going to ruin your life by butchering the lyrics to yet another song, in the pathetic attempt to somehow relate to the food, while simultaneously calming the traffic in my head. […]
One of my “oh you can totally do this, bev” goals for 2013 is to NOT freak out over every single little tiny thing that floats past me in life. Or on the street. Well . . . It’s not 2013 yet. Thank God. BECAUSE it snowed 17 feet in Arkansas last night and we’re […]
I wish I was that piece of chicken. Well, before the whole teeth puncturing through me thing. But really, I wish I was that piece of chicken. But I wish I was that piece of chicken with a huge tongue. A huge slippery tongue so that I could lick everything on, above and under me. […]
We have an issue. It all started with an acorn squash. Okay two acorn squashes. And my overactive sweat glands. I’d decided that since it was October the 1st, I’d be a good American citizen girl of the Americas and stuff some squash. With yumminess like browned chicken, black rice, veggeroos and herbaroos. Which is […]
I guess I’m not a . . . total liar. After all, I guess it is possible to have too many bites of chewy on the inside, crusty on the outside pizza with melted, stringy mozzarella, or flaky biscuits with warm butter and jam . . . ugh, or freshly baked loaves of bread straight […]
I blame America’s Funniest Home Videos. It’s quite the hazardous show if I have any say in this. You see, I made a boo-boo. And I am a little grossed out that I just typed “boo-boo” and evenly amazed that I’m not backspacing over it. Anyway, I was on a MISSION. A MEAL PLANNING MISSION. […]
