I have a confession. I tend to buy carrots and celery for one particular meal and then let them go bad in the fridge waiting for that meal to make its way back on the rotation. Because that meal only called for two stalks of celery or three medium carrots. And the...
… And You Continue To Not Succeed… Take a break. We are officially back in diapers. The cues I am waiting for before we start up again: Tells me when she’s gone potty (in her diaper). Tells me when she needs to go potty. Tells me she wants to go...
My spices live in a tall, skinny, skyscraper of a cupboard. It’s narrow, so fancy schmancy pull-down spice organizers will not work for me. It is deep, so if say, the cumin is all the way in the back, I have to remove the black pepper, red pepper, oregano,...
Can I plant this? It appears to have already attempted to plant itself in my basket o’ onions. (How does one prevent this? I have quite the fertile basket o’ onions.) Is there a planting schedule I need to follow? Is it too soon? Too late? When do I...
A bit late today, I know. It was a Monday to beat all Mondays. To beat them with sticks. Sticks to the shins. That kind of Monday. We had a fun week last week. It was beautiful weather and there was much chalk. Much, much chalk. Olivia and I drew a river with fish and...
