It’s the middle of 2020 and I’m writing a grocery list for my husband. He has been shopping for our groceries since the day we all realized how people sneeze all over carts then abandon it for the next set of gullible hands. Sometimes I save our grocery lists and I mix them in with [...]
If you haven't heard about me by now, then you must live under a rock. I am everywhere. I will pop up on your Instagram feed multiple times a day, held by my handle by smiling women with loosely tousled beach waves. And now that you have read this, you will see me even more [...]
My mom suggests we make poop cookies, a family name for chocolate oatmeal no-bakes. I agree, give her a slight smile and a "Yeah" (the best I have to offer right now). It's a hard week (a hard month) (a hard year). She's inside my kitchen pantry taking inventory of what's in stock in our [...]
Dear Friend, I know I joked that I wouldn't do it, wouldn't join the herds baking bread. But, can you blame me? It was Easter Sunday, after all, and I needed to see something rise. It should give you hope that hearts can change. My mother-in-law texted me that there's nothing like warm bread fresh [...]
My husband comes home from the grocery store and tells me that everyone’s baking bread these days, why is everyone baking bread? All his friends are swapping pictures of baking bread and these friends are males in their early 30s and they are all home, quarantined, baking bread. I tell him that yes, I’ve seen [...]
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