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Bread and Body Fluids: I’d Come Up With a Less Gross Title, But I Have One Kid Crying, One Harfing, and One Bleeding… I’m Sure You Understand
Took my kid to the orthodontist this morning. He had to have brace wires removed so I could take him to the dentist to get four teeth pulled. Spilled my coffee. All 20 ounces. All over the floor of the orthodontist’s office. I put it on the floor, then immediately kicked it over. I hadn’t…
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Milk and How to Use it… Yogurt, Cheese, and Labels: Oh, My!
I have a few “rules” this week as I try to eat no commercially preserved, packaged, or processed foods, the foremost of which is DO NOT BECOME A HANGRY JERK, BETH. Greg and I learned through the joy of travel early in our relationship that there is no jackass jackassier than a hangry, exhausted jackass,…
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It Looks Like Granola, But It’s Really Self-Care
The first step was to stop saying, “Stupid, stupid, STUPID, Beth. How could you be so STUPID?” to myself in the car on the way home from work. It didn’t matter, really, what I’d done during the day; I’d slide onto the cloth seats of my Pontiac in the late afternoon and berate myself, like…
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Easy Peasy, Two Ingredient Jam Tart
Alright, folks. It’s 5 days ‘til Christmas, and I don’t know about you, but I still have 85,000 things to do and the energy for, like, 6 of them. It’s OK, though. I am not panicking, and do you know why? Because I intend to half-ass All the Things from here on out. I will…
