This is essentially a love letter, not just to my husband of nearly a year, but to the idea of marriage in its entirety. So, for those with weak constitutions or deep impatience for those who are happy, turn away and go look at photos of traffic jams or watch gifs of paint drying. The…
An amusing little vignette…
So, my hub and I have been hosting a good friend in our spare room for the last few weeks until she heads out on her Grand Summertime Adventure. No biggie. She left yesterday evening before I got home from work. Again, no probs. This morning, my husband grumpily asks me, “Where’s my toothbrush?” ……
Foccaccia, where have you been all my life?
Is there any smell more enticing than Freshly Baked Bread? I wonder if sometimes I became a Baker just so I had an excuse to be around loaves of delicious bread all day. Granted, these days all I smell is whatever coffee of the day I’m drinking from “The Bux” or Second Cup, as I…
I got a fever…and the only prescription is….
Actually, I don’t have a fever, but I’ve been doing some research on the more “interesting” (read: horrifying and disgusting) diseases out there in the developing world. It’s not *exactly* part of my job, but let’s say it certainly comes up as important and necessary information for some of my colleagues who travel to the…
The Good News…and the Bad News…
The good news is, I finished the Baby Shower cake due today. Yay! First occasion cake I’ve done in a while. I noticed that some of my decorating skills are somewhat rusty, and I struggled with certain aspects of decorating this cake that I normally would have managed with no problems. It also didn’t help…
They’re Still Doing It Wrong.
Just a short post, to share today’s bizarre SCOTD (Spam Comment of the Day): “Benjamin Rogers, did you if they worked too slowly and. Uneasiness, which had fear mixed up in remain here you will never be able to set mefree if, however, you still wish to do so, come to the golden castleof Stromberg…
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