This is the time of year that everyone reflects on what has happened in the last twelve months. If you are interested in fashion, you check out the best and worst dressed lists. The political minded will think about Cain and Gingrich, Bin Laden and Kim Jong Il. The movie lovers may remember Moneyball and Twilight. Then, people like me, think about Mr. Andy Rooney.
I'm sure some television program will list all the famous people we lost this year, and when his name comes up a lot of people, especially the younger crowd, will say, "Who was that?" But for me, he was an old friend. I never met the man, but I knew him well. I got to know him over the years a few minutes at a time. I watched him on 60 Minutes when I was too young to understand or care about the news. But I could relate to the things he would talk about, even at that young age. I began reading his books when I was nine, and I have never stopped.
He was an influence on me. He was a writer, and sometimes as I read over my work, it is very obvious who inspired it. He influenced me as a person as well. He was such a regular guy. He may have been on TV, but he was not a celebrity. He had a normal life, with the same problems and idiosyncrasies that we regular people have. I shared his beliefs, most importantly his desire to just be a good person.
Thinking back on this year, there have been some very significant happenings. Some of them impacted the world. Some of them inspired gossip. But the thing that has impacted me the most was the loss of my good friend.
December 30, 2011
December 29, 2011
Ham-Broccoli Chowder
Who has leftover ham from the holidays? If your family likes this recipe as much as mine does, you won't have leftovers anymore; in fact, you will have to go out and get more ham!
2 tablespoons flour
1 small can evaporated milk
2 cups diced ham
1 package frozen broccoli
1/4 cup minced onion
1 cup grated Swiss cheese
2 cups water
1 cup light cream
Mix flour and evaporated milk in slow cooker. Add other ingredients except cream. Cook on low for 7 hours. Before serving, stir in cream and heat through.
2 tablespoons flour
1 small can evaporated milk
2 cups diced ham
1 package frozen broccoli
1/4 cup minced onion
1 cup grated Swiss cheese
2 cups water
1 cup light cream
Mix flour and evaporated milk in slow cooker. Add other ingredients except cream. Cook on low for 7 hours. Before serving, stir in cream and heat through.
December 26, 2011
Happy Homemaker Monday
The weather in my neck of the woods:
Clear, sunny, warm
Things that make me happy:
Playing with new Christmas toys
Book I'm reading:
Still recovering from Christmas. Maybe next week.
What's on my TV today:
No TV today.
On the menu for dinner:
Ham and Broccoli Chowder- I will post the recipe later this week. My boys LOVE it.
On my To Do List:
New Recipe I tried or want to try soon:
Anything to use up our leftover ham.
In the craft basket:
Christmas crafts are done! I'm on hiatus until January.
Looking forward to this week:
Spending time with both my kids at home.
Tips and Tricks:
Give everyone in the family new socks for Christmas. Then, before you put them away, gather up all the old socks and put them in your rag bag. Great for getting the kids to help with dusting; just put a sock on each hand and tell them to go touch stuff.
Looking forward to this week:
Spending time with both my kids at home.
Tips and Tricks:
Give everyone in the family new socks for Christmas. Then, before you put them away, gather up all the old socks and put them in your rag bag. Great for getting the kids to help with dusting; just put a sock on each hand and tell them to go touch stuff.
Blog Hopping (a new discovered blog you would like to share with the readers):
Malls of America. Its old, but its cool.
You can save a lot of money at Christmas by only giving your two year old one Speed McQueen toy. He probably won't play with the rest of the stuff anyway.
On my mind:
The 10,000 things that I always need to do in the last week of the year. Why does it seem so short?
December 23, 2011
Merry Christmas!
On my list of things to do today: go to the mall. There is an item there that I need to get for a Christmas present. I am not looking forward to this. What makes me upset is that my son attends school in the mall, so three days a week I sit in my "office" (outside Starbucks) and do my blogging and other computer work. Right after Thanksgiving a new kiosk went up five feet from where I sit. For weeks I looked at this item that would be perfect for my little one, but somehow I decided it would be a good idea to wait until the Friday before Christmas to make a special trip to the mall to purchase it.
This is what I mean by Just Getting By. Holly Homemaker would never let something like this happen. She would have sewed and glued and baked all of her gifts weeks ago, and would spend this Friday before Christmas frolicking in the snow with her children and making hot cocoa with whipped cream and a sprinkle of cinnamon on top. I, on the other hand, will move the dirty laundry into the garage, throw the toys that are on the living room floor into a corner, and go battle the crowds at the mall in my sweatpants and flip flops. The closest I will get to my Holly Homemaker fantasy is that it was 33 degrees when I dropped my husband off at the bus this morning. For southern California that's practically a blizzard (even though the sun is shining and there isn't a cloud in the sky).
I'm not complaining though. I'm just wondering where all the people are who are like me. I can't be the only one that struggles to make life work. Back up. My life works all the time, it just doesn't usually go smoothly. So this Merry Christmas goes out to all of you who's houses are still messy, who didn't buy enough gifts, who's Christmas trees are lopsided (or dead), who didn't have time to send Christmas cards, who will be having pizza for Christmas dinner, who decided to fix the car instead of splurge on presents, and who's kids will try out their new skateboards over dead leaves on Christmas morning instead of new sleds on freshly fallen snow. Have a good one!
This is what I mean by Just Getting By. Holly Homemaker would never let something like this happen. She would have sewed and glued and baked all of her gifts weeks ago, and would spend this Friday before Christmas frolicking in the snow with her children and making hot cocoa with whipped cream and a sprinkle of cinnamon on top. I, on the other hand, will move the dirty laundry into the garage, throw the toys that are on the living room floor into a corner, and go battle the crowds at the mall in my sweatpants and flip flops. The closest I will get to my Holly Homemaker fantasy is that it was 33 degrees when I dropped my husband off at the bus this morning. For southern California that's practically a blizzard (even though the sun is shining and there isn't a cloud in the sky).
I'm not complaining though. I'm just wondering where all the people are who are like me. I can't be the only one that struggles to make life work. Back up. My life works all the time, it just doesn't usually go smoothly. So this Merry Christmas goes out to all of you who's houses are still messy, who didn't buy enough gifts, who's Christmas trees are lopsided (or dead), who didn't have time to send Christmas cards, who will be having pizza for Christmas dinner, who decided to fix the car instead of splurge on presents, and who's kids will try out their new skateboards over dead leaves on Christmas morning instead of new sleds on freshly fallen snow. Have a good one!
December 21, 2011
I took my baby (not a baby) to the hospital early this morning for an MRI. The MRI part isn't bad, but because he is only 2 1/2, he can't be still for the hour that the procedure takes. So he was put under general anesthesia. If you have never experienced that with a child, hopefully you will never have to. Its not fun to see your baby stare at you but not see you.
But that is all over, and now I have a regular toddler that will not take a nap. We were up at 4:30 to get to the hospital, and he was only asleep for the procedure for a little over an hour. By my calculations, he should be napping peacefully now. Instead, my mother played with him while I took a nap. And since I've been awake, he has torn up Grammy's house and tormented his brother with gusto. I guess kids are tougher than their parents sometimes.
But that is all over, and now I have a regular toddler that will not take a nap. We were up at 4:30 to get to the hospital, and he was only asleep for the procedure for a little over an hour. By my calculations, he should be napping peacefully now. Instead, my mother played with him while I took a nap. And since I've been awake, he has torn up Grammy's house and tormented his brother with gusto. I guess kids are tougher than their parents sometimes.
December 19, 2011
Happy Homemaker Monday
The weather in my neck of the woods:
Chilly, with a few clouds.
Things that make me happy:
Book I'm reading:
Then Again, Maybe I Won't. Young teen book I got for my son for Christmas.
What's on my TV today:
On my To Do List:
Wrap presents
New Recipe I tried or want to try soon:
Sticking to things I already know for this busy time.
New Recipe I tried or want to try soon:
Sticking to things I already know for this busy time.
In the craft basket:
Looking forward to this week:
Just cruising through the week (and buying more presents)
Tips and Tricks:
Bribe your toddlers with bananas: "You want a banana? OK, put your shoes and jacket on and I'll give you a banana."
My favorite blog post this week:
Probably this one because its the only blog related thing I've had time to do this week.
Blog Hopping (a new discovered blog you would like to share with the readers):
See above.
Lesson learned the past few days:
When you go to the zoo, don't assume your husband grabbed the diapers. Husbands, don't assume your wife grabbed the diapers.
On my mind:
My 2 1/2 year old is having an MRI this week and will need general anesthesia. I hate that.
When you go to the zoo, don't assume your husband grabbed the diapers. Husbands, don't assume your wife grabbed the diapers.
On my mind:
My 2 1/2 year old is having an MRI this week and will need general anesthesia. I hate that.
December 16, 2011
Scary Public Schools
When we first moved into our house, I was excited about finally being able to settle into a place instead of moving every couple of years. My son Anthony attended the same elementary school regardless of where we lived because I wanted him to have continuity, and I made the extra effort to commute him there. I was looking forward to being here permanently and having a school close by that he could walk or ride his bike to.
That wish was promptly dashed the first morning we left the house. We live next door to the high school and the kids were on their way to school. I had never been so frightened/appalled by young people before. These people were angry, slovenly, foul mouthed, and all around nasty. I surprised myself at how strongly I reacted to them. I was 'different' in high school and I believe that kids need to be allowed to express themselves and be individuals. I guess the difference between me and them is that I still had respect for other people while expressing myself.
I'm sure there are plenty of good kids at that school but I also know that there are some rotten ones. So I decided to put my Anthony into a charter school. It is an independent study program where he studies one subject at a time, at his own pace. He meets with his teacher three times a week, and the rest of the time he is home working with me. I had concerns that he would not get to socialize with people his own age. Then I thought back to when I was in middle school, and the type of socialization I got. I had friends, but I also had to worry about my hair (which was never right), my clothes (which were ugly because at a whopping 100 pounds I was too fat to get the cool clothes), and mean girls that I didn't even know that would beat up my friends because they made eye contact.
I decided that it was okay for Anthony to miss out on that stuff. I would just have to make an effort to get him involved with other kids that were doing something positive. He is an active boy scout in a troop of really nice, respectful kids. I would like to get him involved in sports soon as well. I don't know if I will keep him in this school until he graduates, but I do think he can be a better high school student if he can avoid the virtual torture of middle school. Hopefully he can concentrate on his studies and build some confidence. He can socialize with good kids. And if he does go to the regular high school, he will be confident enough to make the right decisions, even if they aren't cool.
That wish was promptly dashed the first morning we left the house. We live next door to the high school and the kids were on their way to school. I had never been so frightened/appalled by young people before. These people were angry, slovenly, foul mouthed, and all around nasty. I surprised myself at how strongly I reacted to them. I was 'different' in high school and I believe that kids need to be allowed to express themselves and be individuals. I guess the difference between me and them is that I still had respect for other people while expressing myself.
I'm sure there are plenty of good kids at that school but I also know that there are some rotten ones. So I decided to put my Anthony into a charter school. It is an independent study program where he studies one subject at a time, at his own pace. He meets with his teacher three times a week, and the rest of the time he is home working with me. I had concerns that he would not get to socialize with people his own age. Then I thought back to when I was in middle school, and the type of socialization I got. I had friends, but I also had to worry about my hair (which was never right), my clothes (which were ugly because at a whopping 100 pounds I was too fat to get the cool clothes), and mean girls that I didn't even know that would beat up my friends because they made eye contact.
I decided that it was okay for Anthony to miss out on that stuff. I would just have to make an effort to get him involved with other kids that were doing something positive. He is an active boy scout in a troop of really nice, respectful kids. I would like to get him involved in sports soon as well. I don't know if I will keep him in this school until he graduates, but I do think he can be a better high school student if he can avoid the virtual torture of middle school. Hopefully he can concentrate on his studies and build some confidence. He can socialize with good kids. And if he does go to the regular high school, he will be confident enough to make the right decisions, even if they aren't cool.
December 14, 2011
Breaking And Entering Christmas
In Monday's post I included a link to a local radio station. The Jeff and Jer Showgram has been on the air in San Diego for over 20 years, and after that long, they all feel like family to me. Jerry shares my love of the arts, and Jeff has stupid stuff happen to him just like me. Then there's Little Tommy. Tommy and I are from the same part of town, the largest suburb of San Diego, Chula Vista. Somehow, even though it is the largest suburb, is seems like most of Greater San Diego has no idea that Chula Vista exists. Because of that, the people share a great pride in their town, and we all stick together.
That's why every year in December I can't wait to hear Tommy's Breaking and Entering Christmas. The idea is simple: Tommy and some of his childhood friends from the neighborhood find a family that is probably not going to have a very nice Christmas. They find some way to get the family out of the house, then they break in, leave a tree, and toys and presents, and then they leave. When the family comes home they don't know what hit them.
Every year when Breaking and Entering Christmas airs, I'm usually in the car dropping off the kids or the husband. As soon as they are all dropped off, I tune in and start my drive home. Then I start to cry. I drive and I cry, and sometimes I pull into a parking lot because I can't see through the tears anymore. Tommy starts by reading a letter. Tommy picks the family to help based on letters sent suggesting a family in need. One consistent theme in the letters is that all of these families are good, hard working people that have fallen on tough times. They do everything they can to keep their families together and healthy, but sometimes have to sacrifice the 'extras' like toys, or heat.
After the letter, the fun begins. They pick the lock and then they start bringing in Christmas. The tree, the lights, the decorations, and the presents. One year I remember they hid 100 dollar bills throughout the house. Imagine the surprise of coming home to this bounty, then sometime in January when Christmas is long gone, opening up the linen closet so you can put fresh sheets on the bed, and finding a hundred dollars!
Tommy does this with just a bunch of regular guys from regular old Chula Vista. Of course being on the radio has its benefits and the event has grown. People from all over the county volunteer their time or donate something. But the idea is always the same. Its not about sponsorship and what company donated the tree or the new bikes; its about helping out a family that needs it without the expectation of being thanked. As soon as they're done, they get out. We never hear what happens when the family gets home.
This year's Breaking and Entering Christmas was so good that I'm still thinking about it two days later, and blogging about it. You can see pictures of it here. When I looked at the 'before' pictures, my life suddenly felt a lot nicer, and I realized I have nothing to complain about. When times are tough, take a step back and think about the things that really matter.
Thanks Tommy, Jeff, Jerry, and everyone on the Showgram. You guys really are a part of my family.
That's why every year in December I can't wait to hear Tommy's Breaking and Entering Christmas. The idea is simple: Tommy and some of his childhood friends from the neighborhood find a family that is probably not going to have a very nice Christmas. They find some way to get the family out of the house, then they break in, leave a tree, and toys and presents, and then they leave. When the family comes home they don't know what hit them.
Every year when Breaking and Entering Christmas airs, I'm usually in the car dropping off the kids or the husband. As soon as they are all dropped off, I tune in and start my drive home. Then I start to cry. I drive and I cry, and sometimes I pull into a parking lot because I can't see through the tears anymore. Tommy starts by reading a letter. Tommy picks the family to help based on letters sent suggesting a family in need. One consistent theme in the letters is that all of these families are good, hard working people that have fallen on tough times. They do everything they can to keep their families together and healthy, but sometimes have to sacrifice the 'extras' like toys, or heat.
After the letter, the fun begins. They pick the lock and then they start bringing in Christmas. The tree, the lights, the decorations, and the presents. One year I remember they hid 100 dollar bills throughout the house. Imagine the surprise of coming home to this bounty, then sometime in January when Christmas is long gone, opening up the linen closet so you can put fresh sheets on the bed, and finding a hundred dollars!
Tommy does this with just a bunch of regular guys from regular old Chula Vista. Of course being on the radio has its benefits and the event has grown. People from all over the county volunteer their time or donate something. But the idea is always the same. Its not about sponsorship and what company donated the tree or the new bikes; its about helping out a family that needs it without the expectation of being thanked. As soon as they're done, they get out. We never hear what happens when the family gets home.
This year's Breaking and Entering Christmas was so good that I'm still thinking about it two days later, and blogging about it. You can see pictures of it here. When I looked at the 'before' pictures, my life suddenly felt a lot nicer, and I realized I have nothing to complain about. When times are tough, take a step back and think about the things that really matter.
Thanks Tommy, Jeff, Jerry, and everyone on the Showgram. You guys really are a part of my family.
December 12, 2011
Happy Homemaker Monday
The weather in my neck of the woods:
It's sprinkling!!! I am soooo excited!
Things that make me happy:
Book I'm reading:
Who has time for books in December?
What's on my TV today:
On the menu for dinner:
Soup since it's raining. Don't know what kind yet.
Soup since it's raining. Don't know what kind yet.
On my To Do List:
Final cleaning before we get our tree tomorrow.
New Recipe I tried or want to try soon:
Any ideas?
In the craft basket:
Looking forward to this week:
Putting up our tree and sending Christmas cards.
Tips and Tricks:
None this week, but I could really use some!
My favorite blog post this week:
Overload from Mod Mom Furniture
Blog Hopping (a new discovered blog you would like to share with the readers):
Mod Mom Furniture
Lesson learned the past few days:
My house might be a mess, but at least I have a house to be messy in.
On my mind:
Little Tommy's Breaking and Entering Christmas
My house might be a mess, but at least I have a house to be messy in.
On my mind:
Little Tommy's Breaking and Entering Christmas
December 9, 2011
Jury Duty
I missed Wednesday's blog post because I was at jury duty. Though I wish I had been able to post, I am glad that it was for a good cause.
My first impression of jury duty came from adults complaining that they had been called, and what a nuisance it was. I never heard anyone say anything positive about it, and I learned that when you get called, the first thing you should do is try to get out of it. So, that is what I have done for the last sixteen years. The first time I was called, I was attending college out of state. My mother called me and said I got a letter in the mail and that she would tell them I wasn't in the state, end of story.
The next few times I was called, I was a single mother working at a piddly job. But as piddly as my job was, it was my only job, and the only way I had of supporting myself and my son. That was an easy excuse. Then I moved up in the world. I got a great job making great money. I had wonderful benefits: paid vacation, retirement plan, medical insurance, free dental work, child care supplement... but no days off for jury duty. The next two times I used a new and interesting excuse. Did you know breastfeeding mothers can be excused from jury duty? I proudly checked the box and thanked my baby boy.
This year when I got the call there were no excuses. I am unemployed so no need to request time off. I reside in the county where I was called. The thought of breastfeeding my 2 1/2 year old (who has gotten in trouble at preschool for biting) is frightening. So, off to jury duty I went.
What I found out was that it is not something that needs to be avoided at all costs. There are people that have a legitimate excuse, but there shouldn't be a scramble every year to make up a sob story so you can get out of it. I found the process to be very interesting for most of the day. There were some long waiting periods, but I brought a book so the time passed pleasantly. One thing that I did not expect was to get a renewed faith in our judicial system. I am not a blind promoter of the United States. I see MANY things that need to be fixed. But as far as the fairness of a criminal trial goes, I think we're right on. Whether or not you agree with the outcome of a trial, be assured that our government takes every opportunity to make the trial process as fair as possible.
It is surprising to me to hear myself make a statement like that. I am typically very critical of the government. But I am also big on having an open mind, so that's the way I reported to jury duty. With a closed mind I would have been irritated for being inconvenienced. With an open mind I got a first hand look at why we live in a wonderful country.
My first impression of jury duty came from adults complaining that they had been called, and what a nuisance it was. I never heard anyone say anything positive about it, and I learned that when you get called, the first thing you should do is try to get out of it. So, that is what I have done for the last sixteen years. The first time I was called, I was attending college out of state. My mother called me and said I got a letter in the mail and that she would tell them I wasn't in the state, end of story.
The next few times I was called, I was a single mother working at a piddly job. But as piddly as my job was, it was my only job, and the only way I had of supporting myself and my son. That was an easy excuse. Then I moved up in the world. I got a great job making great money. I had wonderful benefits: paid vacation, retirement plan, medical insurance, free dental work, child care supplement... but no days off for jury duty. The next two times I used a new and interesting excuse. Did you know breastfeeding mothers can be excused from jury duty? I proudly checked the box and thanked my baby boy.
This year when I got the call there were no excuses. I am unemployed so no need to request time off. I reside in the county where I was called. The thought of breastfeeding my 2 1/2 year old (who has gotten in trouble at preschool for biting) is frightening. So, off to jury duty I went.
What I found out was that it is not something that needs to be avoided at all costs. There are people that have a legitimate excuse, but there shouldn't be a scramble every year to make up a sob story so you can get out of it. I found the process to be very interesting for most of the day. There were some long waiting periods, but I brought a book so the time passed pleasantly. One thing that I did not expect was to get a renewed faith in our judicial system. I am not a blind promoter of the United States. I see MANY things that need to be fixed. But as far as the fairness of a criminal trial goes, I think we're right on. Whether or not you agree with the outcome of a trial, be assured that our government takes every opportunity to make the trial process as fair as possible.
It is surprising to me to hear myself make a statement like that. I am typically very critical of the government. But I am also big on having an open mind, so that's the way I reported to jury duty. With a closed mind I would have been irritated for being inconvenienced. With an open mind I got a first hand look at why we live in a wonderful country.
December 5, 2011
Happy Homemaker Monday
The weather in my neck of the woods:
Windy. All the brown leaves should be gone by the end of the day.
Things that make me happy:
Book I'm reading:
No Plot, No Problem (I claim to be writing a book. I need inspiration.)
What's on my TV today:
On the menu for dinner:
Tilapia and zucchini
Tilapia and zucchini
On my To Do List:
Declutter
Weekly Home Blessing Hour
In the craft basket:
Looking forward to this week:
Nothing unusual on the calendar. I like routine.
Tips and Tricks:
If you have an asian market near, you can get ramen noodles in plastic bowls. Once you eat the noodles, the bowls are great for cereal, toddler meals, leftovers. When they get beat up, just recycle them.
My favorite blog post this week:
I've been playing catch-up, so I haven't read any this week.
Blog Hopping (a new discovered blog you would like to share with the readers):
Maybe I'll find something in the coming week.
When you get called for jury duty, you should write the date down on your calendar so it doesn't slip your mind.
On my mind:
I need to get rid of a lot of stuff that is cluttering my house and my mind.
December 2, 2011
What Are You Juggling?
I have been a blogger for a month now. I just looked over the titles of all of my previous posts and it made my brain hurt. I had such a clear idea of what I wanted this blog to be about, and through none of my own doing, I nailed it. Hey, if you aim low enough, you almost never fail! I have posted an incoherent array of subjects, but that's what Just Getting By is all about - at least I posted something.
I used to read other blogs about homemaking and I would feel bad because their lives seemed so perfect. "Today, after I sew little Nancy a new dress, I will go pick some fresh tea leaves from my garden and infuse them with the essence of the peaches from the orchard." Yeah right. I grow weeds in my garden, and the peaches I buy at the supermarket go bad in the back of the fridge. I'm confident I will never be Holly Homemaker, but I'm okay with being Andrea Who's House Is A Mess This Week But Who Finished Making Homemade Candy For Christmas Gifts.
That is the true meaning of Just Getting By. I don't feel bad that those perfect people out there know how to make fancy homemade candy (or scarves, or laundry soap, or greeting cards); I know how to do all that stuff too. I just can't seem to do all of it at once. When I accomplish something like getting the house decorated for a holiday, something else suffers - the car gets overloaded with Storm Troopers and Cheerios or that important piece of paper gets lost in The Pile. I am constantly juggling, and I'm not very good at it. But somehow we have a place to live and food to eat. And even though the shirt I'm wearing has been in my wardrobe since 1991, at least I'm not sitting here naked (and if I wait long enough, I will eventually be back in style.)
This has been a fun month, and I look forward to continuing here. Please look forward to more on organization, recipes, healthy eating, indulgent eating, moming, and whatever else gets thrown at me.
I used to read other blogs about homemaking and I would feel bad because their lives seemed so perfect. "Today, after I sew little Nancy a new dress, I will go pick some fresh tea leaves from my garden and infuse them with the essence of the peaches from the orchard." Yeah right. I grow weeds in my garden, and the peaches I buy at the supermarket go bad in the back of the fridge. I'm confident I will never be Holly Homemaker, but I'm okay with being Andrea Who's House Is A Mess This Week But Who Finished Making Homemade Candy For Christmas Gifts.
That is the true meaning of Just Getting By. I don't feel bad that those perfect people out there know how to make fancy homemade candy (or scarves, or laundry soap, or greeting cards); I know how to do all that stuff too. I just can't seem to do all of it at once. When I accomplish something like getting the house decorated for a holiday, something else suffers - the car gets overloaded with Storm Troopers and Cheerios or that important piece of paper gets lost in The Pile. I am constantly juggling, and I'm not very good at it. But somehow we have a place to live and food to eat. And even though the shirt I'm wearing has been in my wardrobe since 1991, at least I'm not sitting here naked (and if I wait long enough, I will eventually be back in style.)
This has been a fun month, and I look forward to continuing here. Please look forward to more on organization, recipes, healthy eating, indulgent eating, moming, and whatever else gets thrown at me.
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