I always blog what I eat. Even as my blog gets bigger and I have more sponsored posts. I don’t agree to make a sponsored post unless the dish would actually be eaten by me or my family. A popular food blog mentioned recently on Facebook that she needed to blog “more of what she eats”. This was a curious statement to me because if she’s not eating it, then what’s the point? I mean, there are often times I have TOO much of what I’ve made, so I’ll give the extra away. But we always eat it for at least one meal…KEEP READING
I am always late to the party in some form or other. I really am almost always running late. It drives my husband crazy because he likes to be early. I blame it on my creative spirit. Clocks and even calendars and I don’t get along very well. Can anyone else relate? I sometimes feel like, as a woman, I am a bit of an oddity in this sense.
And so it is with trends that I am almost always late to the party as well. Downton Abbey is a great example. It’s now one of my absolute favorite TV shows. But it took me until this year (Season 5) to catch up and be able to watch along with everyone else. I think I started watching about two seasons late and was catching up via Amazon Prime.KEEP READING
It’s Saturday night and I am having a rare opportunity to watch some cable TV. I just finished the movie “The Blind Side” (that’s a favorite of mine, though despite Sandra Bullock, the book was still better) and now I’m halfway through “The Hunger Games” (the first one). So it’s a nice relaxing evening of editing pictures for me.
I am at my Aunt’s house, in my hometown. I don’t get up here often, but we are here this weekend to celebrate my son’s tenth birthday. Time sure flies and it does not seem like it’s been a whole year since I made him these pancakes for his ninth birthday. But it is. This year his interests include Notre Dame (not just football, the whole school), math and science (a change from last year when his favorite subject was writing), swimming (that hasn’t changed) and playing the viola. He is such a neat kid and I love mothering him through all the changes.KEEP READING
Chocolate in bed. That’s how I’m getting us to start thinking about Valentine’s Day today. It’s a little less than a month away and even if you don’t have a significant other to celebrate with, you should for sure pamper yourself. I’ve curled up by my lonesome with the remote control and a pint of ice cream in my fluffy comforter plenty of times. That was before I got on the “mug cake” bandwagon though. And for sure now, I want this cake with my ice cream. But more about that in a minute.KEEP READING
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Kids. Why is it they always want to eat? I’m kidding of course, but even to me the task of keeping them WELL fed, day in and day out, seems daunting at times. We eat a lot of soup here because it’s easy to throw together a big pot, which then can hang out in the fridge and be reheated for after school snacks (or my lunch). And Caleb has said since he was seven years old that he likes vegetables that don’t crunch, and he’s more likely to eat them in a soup. I like that logic.KEEP READING
First of all, the Malnati Salad in Chicago is one of the best restaurant salads I’ve had in my life. That might be a bold statement, but it’s true. The harmony of the sweet, vinegary dressing paired with the cold, crisp vegetables and topped with crispy salami was a revelation at a restaurant I was just expecting good pizza from. I mean, if you visit Chicago, you’ve gotta try the deep dish, right?KEEP READING