When we were little the number of friends we had correlated directly to our happiness. Being popular meant it was imperative to have *everybody* like you. Birthday parties were jam-packed. People would vie to sit next to you at lunch or play with you at recess. You had sixteen ‘BFFs’ on a rotating schedule. [...]
More...Spring is for Berries…Creamy Berry Smoothie
I love Farmer’s Markets. Good ones. Big ones. Ones that don’t have booths selling auto insurance. Ones where people walk around with straws coming out of coconuts eating mangoes on sticks. Ones where random bands play random songs, and people say hello and walk their dogs. Ones where you buy herbs you’ll never actually plant [...]
More...Staycation, Shmaycation…
I often forget how little it really takes to make kids happy. This always comes to light around the holidays when I’m obsessing over gifts. That kids would rather spend hours wrapping or making things out of empty boxes than actually shopping for what could be inside of them. Reminds me how uptight I people [...]
More...Costume Advice Anyone?…Scary Cake Eyeballs
Right around the age of six it seems that Halloween costumes make the not so gentle transition from super cute to super slutty. I mean, one minute my kid’s wearing this: …and the next minute she’s begging for this: Um. Really? NOT. Over my dead body are you wearing that. Come to think of it, [...]
More...Blame It On Lorraine…Red, White and Blue Cocktail
Or is it The Rain? I don’t know. It’s too damn hot to think. How does one possibly stay cool when it’s 108 degrees? Douse oneself with ice cubes all day? Blast the AC and hole up at home? Move to Alaska? Every summer when there is some semblance of a heat wave somewhere, the [...]
More...Road Trip!…Apple Crisp
It seemed like such a good idea at the time. Two days off of school. Two hours to Chattanooga. 48 hours of action packed activities. Kids museums. Aquariums. Rock Cities. Mountains. Choo-Choos. Ice Cream. Hotel. Late night snacks. So why, why did my kids act like were being tortured the entire time? Granted, I did [...]
More...Birthday Party Jitters
When your baby turns six you feel old. When your baby turns six and starts asking to wear deodorant you feel a little older. But when your baby tells you she doesn’t like frosting on her cupcakes, you wonder if she’s really yours. This Sunday is my daughter’s birthday party. At her request, we’ll [...]
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