I love waking up in the morning with fourteen stuffed animals tucked behind my bed. Thank you, Jakey.*I love pinning a sequinned pink bow into the soft locks of a pretty little girl. Thank you, Alyss...
Since Valentines Day is on Monday this year, were putting the final touches on our love notes, stuffing candy into envelopes, and duck taping together the makings of mailboxes for valentine deliverie...
Not that you need a recipe for chocolate-dipped strawberries. Theyre the simplest, most perfect dessert out there and not at all hard to make. Obvs.*Still, when we dipped a spontaneous batch of these...
I thought it was only fair I let you in on what Ive been doing over at The Family Kitchen this week.Chocolate Poptarts. Chocolate Bread. Chocolate Dipped Strawberries.Im just sayin.
Several months back, I wrote an article about the Maggiores, a well-known family of insanely-successful restauranteurs in Southern California. While chatting with them about their devotion to food, o...
I cut my daughters hair tonight. She wanted it long in the front and short in the back. Very stylish. So, we agreed and I took the snippers to her dainty locks.*"Okay, its done," I announced ...
I wore black combat boots and skinny jeans today. Spicy.Son Andrew said to me before dinner, "Mom. You totally look militant." Cool.Everytime I brought a plate to the kitchen table, my heels ...
Thought Id pop up a quick hello from our bitterly cold Colorado morning (its 38 below with the wind chill today! Yikes!). Since Groundhog Day 2011 is right around the corner, we baked up a batch of h...
I tell my husband everything. He knows about the time I tried to impress a cute LDS missionary by kicking so incredibly high that I lost my balance and landed flat on my back. (That one was for you, ...
Behind every product, there are people. Try as we might to villainize Corporate America--the big companies, the greedy megacorps making much of the food we put on our plates (and yes, there is a lot ...
Every now and then, the fruit in the basket sitting on the kitchen windowsill recieves a talking to. It starts like this: one of the kids reaches a gangly finger toward the bounty of apples and fierc...
Dear You,Hi. How are you?*Two days, no bloggy. It feels like forever. And, see heres the thing. I have a recipe for Homemade Caramel Applesauce in queue. But, I got myself stuck in a big apple. Which...
Todays post is brought to you by the letters S for Sick Day, and P for Panera. Its also brought to you by the number 76, which is a great number and has nothing to do with anything Im going to say fr...
I try very hard to not make you jealous.After all, I have a tremendously cute husband, naturally curly hair, and a chihuahua that will never be potty-trained. These are the sorts of things I keep on ...
Over at Smithfield.com today, youll find me blogging about how to make casseroles that are inspiring, rather than downright icky. Youll also discover the recipe for this to-die-for Baked Gnocchi &...
When I began blogging, I was a shy, uncertain writer. Id press words from my forehead and temples and belly and squeeze them onto the page. Each post was a patient extraction. A painful twist. Fresh ...
Remember that classic book, "The Monster at the End of this Book" where lovable, furry old Grover tried desperately to keep you from turning the pages and discovering the monster at the end o...
Our city smelled like Spring today. Rather than snow (as one might expect from a Colorado winter) rain trickled itself across the morning. Pindrops of cold, clear polka-dots decorated the sidewalks a...
Im a fan of polka-dots. Its a problem. Thirty-something-year-old moms should not wear polka-dots. Especially multi-colored ones on shirts. With big, red ones on pants. And giant ones on hair bows. Ye...
I was persnickety today. I dont love persnickety. I prefer bubbly and joyful. Lighthearted and kind. Princess not witch. But, today, I think I was a witch. The kids totally had to clean their rooms. ...
Do you ever feel like food bloggers are trying to hypnotize you into eating the food you see on your screen?*You want this...*You really want this...*You want this now...*Yes?*Well, then, good. I don...
Its been said that necessity is the mother of invention. I think that totally absurd. *In my house, chocolate cravings are the mother of invention, and you can quote me on that until I start selling ...
With the promise of snow lingering in the background of the weather report tonight, the kids decided to take things into their own hands. They each got a piece of ice. Flushed it down the toilet.Did ...
I woke this morning on the far right side of the bed, rubbed my eyes, reached out to greet the hubby good day. Instead, of finding him, I found three little people between us. One. Two. Three snoozin...
I have five truly fantastic sisters. But the one right below me, Natalie, has always been a mystery to me. For instance, I have no idea how she knew on the day that I called her with my chin begging ...
My favorite color is blue the color of seafoam. Then again, I like green the color of seafoam, too.I suppose, then, my favorite color is seafoam and I should stop trying to make it a specific hue. Be...
Im having an intervention with myself tonight. The kids and I spent two and a half hours in the mall. We shopped at Old Navy, Claires, the Pretzelmaker. It totally turned me hardcore. Ive been talkin...
Its officially the New Year, so I ought to say something about resolution making, oughtnt I? But, heres the thing. I detest resolution season. My whole stomach, nose, and eyebrow ligaments cringe at ...
Its time to party! The kids and I hopped in the minivan this afternoon, ice skated across snowy roads, and stocked up on New Years Eve party goods. Tomorrows celebration will begin at 11 a.m. and end...
I made three people who hate mushrooms eat these today. I didnt even feel bad about it. Im like the seventh merry murderess of the Cell Block Tango. Cold, heartless, ridiculously sexy in fishnet stoc...
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