My fruitful bounty
Every spring I slave away and plant a small garden in our backyard. It’s my weak attempt to be Italian and get some veggies in our diet. Plus, I’m pretty sure my husband encouraged me to do this pre-kid to see if I could actually tend to something and keep it alive. So far, so good. […]
Will you spoon with me?
The other day we went over to my parent’s house to have dinner after work. Since our daughter is fussy over what she eats we’ve been trying everything under the sun to see if she will at least EAT SOMETHING. We’ve tried bread and butter, green beans, macaroni and cheese, small rocks. Most of this […]
Oh you know…just typical picnic food. mostly.
I’m a half breed. As in, half Italian, half Irish. While I do love my meat and potatoes and I’ve been known to consume a little too much on St. Patty’s Day, I really do consider myself more Italian. Chill…I’m not out to start another Catholic/Protestant War. It’s probably because of the way I was […]
You know the driver was all “SHIIIIITTT. I totally just put new windshield washer fluid in.”
Last night I was grilling up some chicken who-ha’s in the driveway and I noticed a strange elderly woman walking in the middle of the street. She seemed utterly confused and perplexed with her walk and kept weaving all over the road. (Keep in mind she was setting a world record pace of about 5 steps […]