Happily hooked on crafts, cooking, coffee, and my kids.
On any given day, for any given reason, my girls can whine. And whine. And whine. And it is the whining that drives me crazy, makes me lose it, makes me want to hide from them. For 10 minutes, or an hour. Because there never seems to be a real reason for it. Never. Right? [Read More ...]
There was a time, not so long ago, when having fun seemed like a lot of work. Especially if it involved the girls. There were diapers to be packed along with snacks, a change of outfit, more snacks, hats, drinks, wipes, and more! And some of the activities that were suppose to be fun, ended up [Read More ...]
I remember the days when my Mom would make pizza dough. On the counter sat our blue bowl with a yellow kitchen towel draped over. Underneath, a ball of dough was housed. It sat for a couple hours until it doubled in size. After, it was pounded and rolled and sprinkled with our favourite toppings. [Read More ...]
I've been off the blogging grid for a couple weeks. I had my parents in town and after they left (or any visitor leaves), it always takes me a week or so to catch up. And when I was ready to blog, words failed me.... until I read Elaine's (The Miss Elaine-ous Life) post/link-up on pop [Read More ...]
A few weeks ago on my Facebook page, I asked about Gwyneth's Paltrow's new cookbook and mentioned I owned Jessica Seinfeld's Cookbook. I actually hadn't pulled it off the shelf in some time, but after that post, thumbed through it again and found the recipe, Chocolate Chip Cookies with [Read More ...]
Dear Crying Girl, I spotted you today. Your eyes ringed red from crying, cellphone in your hand, talking to a friend. I didn't want to eavesdrop, but you stood a foot, or so, from where I was changing Julia after her swim class. "Why?" You kept asking your friend. "Why, won't he call me back?" [Read More ...]
The last time I saw my friend was in the Summer of 2012. She came over with her daughter. The girls played while we sipped coffee on my back porch and chatted about the kids, recipes, and summer plans. When it was time for them to leave, we hugged each other good-bye and promised not to let so much [Read More ...]
