I used to think I had a great memory, and then I became an adult (ha!). The older I get, the more I FORget, and now, when long-forgotten memories pop up from my childhood, it’s a bit of a delightful surprise, since I seem to be getting more and more details mixed up or lost …
You expect that most posts where someone has just come off of some kind of sugar detox would be filled with enthusiastic epiphanies all about how the month started bad and then miraculously fixed everything wrong with the person’s gut, skin, and emotional health in general, which would then be rounded off with a dramatic …
It’s so random what I remember from my childhood–while I don’t remember some bigger things hardly at all (like the first time I was asked to play the organ in church or my first day of kindergarten), I do remember odd snippets here and there about memories seemingly unconnected to anything important, like wheeling the …
The past few family recipes I’ve shared have all been from MY side of the family, but luckily for me, I married into a family of phenomenal cooks (especially my mother-in-law, who has the happy talent of being able to seemingly come up with delicious meals out of the most random odds and ends, and …
When I was 12, my mom and all three of my older sisters worked at a reception center, doing everything from prepping the little finger sandwiches to cleaning up spills during the reception to getting the knife and plate all ready for the bride and groom to cut the cake. And when the reception involved …
I may not get into Valentine’s Day as much as some people (meaning, I don’t decorate my apartment with pink heart garlands or expect my hubby to get me some big elaborate gift or plot what I’m going to wear on the 14th). I DO, however, wholeheartedly support any holiday that gives me an excuse …
