Since I have a few books I’m dying to read, I thought I’d share those most-anticipated titles with you.
I’m very good at starting DIY projects. I can run that Visa, support Hobby Lobby, and leave a bag of supplies sitting on my dining room table better than anyone I know. However, it’s the finishing with which I take issue. Also, I appear to spend more money on a DIY project than simply purchasing the…
I’ve seen cultural references to Frankenstein my whole life, as the monster is a very common figure to emulate, imitate, and replicate. For the life of me, though, I can’t understand how we got it all wrong?
With this beautiful time of year comes an unavoidable tradition: Mass offerings (and consumption) of holiday treats. In response to all of these homemade goodies, I’ve discovered a new irrational fear.
A year ago, I posted about our favorite not-so-scary Halloween books, so I thought I’d follow tradition and post again.
Who wants to invite a parade of strange men into their bedroom anyway?
My high-school experience left me with a loooong list of books I woulda, coulda, shoulda read.
Did I really want to be one of those women who catered to her 9-month-old by paying to sit criss-cross-applesauce in a circle of fellow catering mothers, their offspring, and a man strumming his guitar and making us dance around the room?
This frittata is easy, interesting, and definitely serves more than four people.
Here is my list of reasons why it’s just plain TIME for the high to drop below 90 (or 80. Or 70. Or maybe even 60).