The Christmas baking has begun! Here’s what I’ve tackled so far: Sugar Cookies, Coffee Toffee and Vanilla Bean Shortbread Sandwiches With Orange Buttercream Frosting.
Some moments are so perfect in their bliss I find myself consciously letting them wash over me, filling my pores with peace and contentment. Though they are far between and fleeting, I’ll take them.
Last week Steve and I got to talking about how we both feel as though we’ve been on auto-pilot for much of the past year: when he comes home from work, he plunks his lean rear on the couch and zones out in front of
The days have been long ’round these parts. The kids (well, one in particular) have been nightmarish, leaving me at my wit’s end even before sunrise.
The last time my mom saw Karenna she had a different name, only two teeth, and no walking ability. They’ve had to make up for lost time and have been bonding with great fervor.
I can’t believe how little baby is left in her. And no, I’m not cutting her mullet. Or her awkward bangs.