We had a bit of a slow start this year with the garden. Between late planting, and just figuring out where to put what, I wasn’t sure if anything was actually going to take off. But look at us now. Things are finally growing like they mean it, tomatoes are turning red, the peppers look … More Garden Update: Slow Starts and Sneaky Snackers
Okay. So I don’t know if my 10-month-old is trying to drop down to one nap or if she’s just fully possessed by the spirit of a sleepless gremlin. What I do know is that today she decided napping was for losers. I tried it all, contact nap, rocking, dark room, sound machine, pleading with … More Driving in Circles, Questioning Life, Eating Pizza
Let’s talk about how hard parenting can be when your brain operates in facts, logic, and straight lines, and suddenly you’re raising a tiny human who lives in shades of chaos and unpredictability. See, I’m a pretty literal person. I like things to make sense. If A, then B. Cause, then effect. Give me the … More Parenting in Black and White (When the World is Gray)
I make lists. Not just grocery lists, my friend. I’m talking master lists, sub-lists, color-coded breakdowns, hypothetical emergency lists, and “I’m spiraling so here’s 43 things I can control” lists. And while this lifestyle has its perks, it also has its moments where I look in the mirror and think, “Am I okay?” Let’s break … More The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly: How Lists Can Mess (or Save) Your Life
This wasn’t quite how I pictured your first 4th of July, Alice. I imagined a big get-together, family all around, way too much food on the table. I thought we’d be surrounded by noise, laughter, and all the usual holiday chaos. Instead, we took a quiet little drive up to the coin shop and made … More Not How I Pictured It
Let’s talk about my love language: lists. Some women collect shoes. Others collect crystals. I collect checkmarks and bulleted joy. My husband wanted me to write a blog post about my lists, probably as some form of gentle public shaming. Joke’s on him, I will proudly shout from the rooftops (and also from the back … More Listfully Yours: A Love Story
There’s a smooth criminal in my pantry. I think my husband will like that pun! Haha. A salty, creamy, absolutely irresistible troublemaker. Its name? Trader Joe’s Creamy Salted Peanut Butter. And let me tell you, it didn’t just ruin other peanut butters. It demolished them. Burned the bridge, salted the earth, and danced away like, … More Trader Joe’s Put Jif in the Trash Where It Belongs
The sky bruised purple, swollen with warning. A hush fell over the trailer park that eerie silence before the storm, where even the trees seem to lean in and listen. She felt it in her chest before it ever touched the ground. The way the curtains stiffened. The way the air changed its mind. Inside … More The wind remembers
I was just making dinner. Minding my business. Doing my usual thing in the kitchen. The chicken was prepped, pounded flat because no one, and I mean no one, deserves a chewy woody breast. It was seasoned and ready for the oven. The water was heating up for some good old garlic butter noodles. All … More The Root of My Nightmares
Let me just say… I overeducated myself on hedge trimming. Thank you, YouTube, for the deep dive into every method known to man. I watched so many tutorials, you’d think I was gearing up to enter some backyard landscaping championship. Spoiler alert: I wasn’t. Armed with way too much information and a pair of manual … More I Trimmed My First Hedge (and Survived to Tell the Tale)
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