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This is a bonus week for the Barefoot Bloggers. The recipe was chosen by Becke at Columbus Foodie. I must admit; I’ve been very busy this week and my mind has been preoccupied with other things. While constructing this recipe the other day, I wasn’t totally focused on the mission at hand… but [...]  Granola Boat with Vanilla Bean Yogurt Do you ever have days when you just feel blah? Today is one of those days for me. It’s nearing lunchtime and I’ve been in back-to-back meetings since 8:00 this morning. I’m worn out, stressed out and hungry. Perfect time to write about a homey thing like granola, huh? As [...] Okay, this truly touched me. I came across this from a commenter on Prudy’s blog and I sat with shaking hands reading this woman’s mission. Baking GALS (Give A Little Support)
Mission: To bake for the troops. I don’t know if it’s jacked up hormones or if I am just so deeply touched that there are still [...] Let’s play a game today. Instructions: What's wrong [...] “I’ve been hit…” not so funny if you’re reading this and one of the many military wives out there that read me daily. But then again, I have a sick sense of humor and I have been hit! By Prudy, no less! I’ve been attacked by a six random thoughts meme and a music meme! [...] As a MilWife, you learn very quickly that you must love yourself because you’re going to be the only company you have for long periods of time. This past weekend, The Husband was either flying or working so I had the whole weekend to myself… sort of. On Saturday morning I woke to drive to [...]
The Husband grew up in Long Island, I know I’ve touched briefly on the variety of things he was accustomed to eating as an adolescent but I’ve purposefully neglected telling you about bagels with lox and cream cheese. I don’t eat fishies. In fact, my distaste for anything fishie is so great that I [...] A few weeks ago, The Mom called to tell me she had some strange thing going on with her leg. This information was not unusual, as the women in our family tend to be a wee-bit klutzy. When I was younger I have a vivid memory of her standing in the front doorway of our [...]
As a child, Mom would wake The Brother and I at the crack of dawn to go to The Farmer’s Market on occasional Saturday mornings. Of course, it was torture to wake at 5:00 a.m. to get some produce. I mean, seriously, mom… the roosters weren’t even awake yet! (Note: I grew up in The City- we [...] I was beside myself when I was in third grade because next year, I’d be taking violin lessons! I could hardly stand it. I dreamt of being one of those lithe young girls that could close her eyes while my fingers worked magic with a bow and string. Sitting First Chair because I would be [...] |
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