Blueberry Dream Smoothie

    Everyday when I put Phoebe (5) on the bus, she gives me a kiss and whispers, “I don’t want to got to school.” It quite literally breaks my heart for 3 seconds, and then she hops up the bus stairs and waves good-bye to me like she’s going to the circus. I don’t get it. But I do hate it. I think maybe she’s just a drama queen like a few of her sisters. Today I said, “Hey. . .let’s say. . .I CAN’T WAIT TILL I SEE YOU WHEN I GET HOME!. . . .and give each other kisses, okay?” And Read more […]

Fast and Easy No-Crust Quiche. . . .with Spinach, Ham, and Colby Jack or however you like.

 I am not my mother. It is such a travesty. I am tired. She never was. She is beautiful, well-groomed without reproach. I forgot to comb my hair and take a shower yesterday. She did crafts with me, always made yummy dinners, and made everything in my world special. I speak in a loud voice and say “no!” much too often. Right now, I’m living my life trying to reach for her standards. I’m not there. You can ask my children if you need verification. Monday was my mothers birthday and Read more […]

Easy Molasses and Nut Granola

  Sometimes I dream for my kids on a scale that I fear is  much too big. I want them to be strong, and fierce, and smart. I want them to be kind, and loving, and considerate. And I want them to love their sisters with intensity. Forever, and without question. Because your sister is your soul. She can see through anything, and has lived through the very things you had to struggle with. She knows all your bad, and still hangs around to see if you are going to dish out more. I know that Read more […]

Borracho Beans (Drunken Tex-Mex Beans). ……….when all you have is beans and beer.

My mom: I just walked in on Warwick in the bathroom. Me: It’s okay. My mom: Well…I didn’t mean too, but he didn’t have the door locked. Me: It’s okay. My mom: I mean I didn’t see anything….he was finished. Me: Good. It’s fine. It’s okay. My mom: But then I talked to him a little while. Me: Huh? My mom: I asked him a few questions, he didn’t seem to mind. Me: Of course not. He’s too nice. Are you serious? You probably should have turned around, closed the door and left like a normal Read more […]

Owl Throw Up/ Owl Reguratation/ Owl Pellets Or Yogurt Clusters with Raisins, Pretzels, and Peanuts

  Today. I woke up, put on a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and tennis shoes and brought the 4-year-old to pre-school. No make-up. Hair barely brushed. I dropped her off, got back into my car and decided to spend the next 3 hours shopping for Shelbi’s (13 th) birthday coming up this Sunday. And while I was shopping for perfume, mascara (this is what my 13-year-old dreams of), jewelry, and whatever . . . . . .I kept catching glimpses of myself in the mirror. Black circles under my eyes. Frumpy, Product Read more […]

Halloween Homemade Candy: Milk Chocolate Pumpkin Seed and Candy Corn Bark and A Crazy About Chocolate GIVEAWAY!

Okay, look. If we are going to do this thing, this blogging thing. . . . This thing —-> where I type  and you read. You know. . . . .THIS. YOU. AND. ME. It might get a little rough. Like, I might say,”I PROMISE IN THE MONTH OF OCTOBER TO POST EVERY SINGLE DAY BECAUSE I’M THE HALLOWEEN GURU, AND I LOOOOVVEEE HALLOWEEN. AND I LOVE YOU. . .” BLAH. BLAH. BLAH. And then you’ll be like, “Great. Fab. I’ll try and click over everyday.” But only, sometimes when you click over (like Read more […]

Halloween Breadsticks: Aunt Cinnamon Sugar’s Achy Bones

  Yesterday, my best friend brought her daughters to the ballpark to watch Bella play softball. When I saw her walking across the field, I was ECSTATIC. Completely overjoyed. OUT OF MY MIND HAPPY. I kissed the girls. Kissed my best friend and settled into the bleachers with the biggest grin on my face. We talked about books. And movies, and websites about movies that have turned into books and completely beautiful houses from those movies that were books. I know. The important Read more […]

Pre-Game Meal: Pasta and Simple Red Sauce

Today is Bella’s 9th Birthday. And truth be told she’s a real sore loser. That’s one of my favorite parts about her.She has heart.She plays HARD.She works HARD.No need to yell at her.She’s already screaming at herself (or her teammate in her head). But jeez Louise.Sometimes I can’t stand the moping. “Bella,” I say.”Do you love softball?””Yes,” she says. “You know I do.””Then stop with all the moping.” I say.”It’s just that. . .” And “It’s just that. . . .” she murmurs, pouting and kicking the dirt. Read more […]

Smoked Turkey Links and Peppers in a Sweet Red Wine Sauce

Lately, I’ve been searching for something.I’ve been spending the majority of my time either in Garden Nurseries, in my backyard digging, at Goodwill, or on Pinterest.I’m wanting something.I’m wanting this moment to be a moment in the future.A moment where my life is more stable. Where my garden is lush, and I know what the he** I’m doing. I’m wanting my house to be full of pictures and items of age, and history. So that when we walk into it WE know.We know that we are worthy?We know that we are lovely?We Read more […]

Flank Steak on Fajitas, Flank Steak on Rice, Flank Steak in 15 minutes, broils up quite nice.

In my head today. . . . .When I was 8, I had an Aunt who chewed the mess out of gum.I was envious of her jaws. They way they barely moved, as they maneuvered there way, up, down, and around. And every 2-3 seconds the gum would pop! Kind of like Pop rocks, but in a much more sophisticated way. I thought, one day my gum is going to pop like that.When I was 10, I noticed my mom had a lovely long straight nose. It reminded me of a witches nose, less the warts and bumpiness. Pronounced. Out There. Beautifully Read more […]