Dear Women of America,

I woke up this morning with a craving for two chocolate chip pancakes so intense that I was utterly powerless to resist. Men, do you experience these things? Irrational flights from reality during which you make an entire batch of pancakes just so you can eat two? Inquiring … [Read more...]

I’d Drink the Kool-Aid.

I’d like to announce that I’m retiring from baking. I reached the peak of my culinary career yesterday, and sometimes you just need to quit while you’re ahead. Or at least, that’s what I intend to tell my children one day when I get tired of driving them to soccer … [Read more...]

These Streets Will Make you Feel Brand New?

Well, yesterday was not a winner. It all started when Facebook decided to change my sidebar ads from cute little bridesmaids dresses and elegant flower arrangements to SPERM FERTILITY HOME TESTS. I kid you not. I hadn’t the foggiest idea there even WAS such a thing until my … [Read more...]

I am not a Lima Bean.

Well, it’s started. I can’t be entirely sure what did it. Maybe it was watching me throw up my hands and moan about not even being able to make fried rice. Maybe it was the fact that I’d unpacked BOTH of our suitcases while he’d been at work, or the lemon-fresh smell of Lysol … [Read more...]

No Doughnut Left Behind.

I left for the airport last night with enough spare time to herd a pack of water buffalo across the great state of Montana and STILL make it back to the Albany International Airport in time for my flight. This, thanks to my neurotic compulsion to arrive a thousand years early to … [Read more...]

Happy Birthday Darrell?

Several days ago, I received an email from a woman in my small group. Y’all. She is just the sweetest thing and I probably would have packed my most prized possessions into my little blue duffel bag and run away by now if not for Betsy. It was Betsy that told me where to find … [Read more...]