This post could really be summed up in two words: ramen noodles. But what’s the point of a two-word post? Why use two when 500 will also do… I grew up loving ramen noodles, and though it’s been easily 5 … Continue reading
Something Poor Kyle and I have been discussing a lot lately is when can we hire a maid. Seriously, though. WHEN CAN WE HIRE A MAID? I guess the all-caps make it look like our situation is dire here, like … Continue reading
Today there was a fly in my house. It was having a nervous breakdown. I was standing in my kitchen chopping lettuce for a salad when an unfamiliar noise caught my attention. It was kind of like a fly-buzzing sound, … Continue reading
Poor Kyle’s parents are out of town and the first thing I did when their tail lights were out of sight was break into their house (I had a key) and steal two forty-count boxes of name brand gallon-sized Ziploc™ … Continue reading
All my pre-married life, I lived in a house that had a junk drawer. It was always in the kitchen—why is it that we never have enough cupboard space, but we have drawers in such abundance that we fill them … Continue reading
Last night, I was cooking corn-on-the-cob in a pot of boiling water on the stove (as opposed to on the grill, which turned out to be an epic failure the last time), and in a twist of unfortunate circumstances, I … Continue reading
Once upon a time, before the sun disappeared, we (my husband, our company, and I) grilled Caribbean Jerk Chicken on our most beloved barbecue grill. The grill makes a cameo appearance in this photo from this very old post. The … Continue reading