The arctic air is making this whole work, gym, healthy eating thing HARD because all I want to do is hide in bed and eat pizza while sobbing my way through episodes of The West Wing. January is a tough month for me anyway, but you add this bitterly cold weather and all signs point to bears really having the best idea about winter: sleep it away. This, however tempting,
This whole kitchen adventure started because of something I ate from the healthy prepared meal place that I bop into occasionally (some nights I just can’t with cooking, you know?): butternut mash. Y’all I can’t begin to tell you how NOT squashy this tasted (which has always been my fear of any kind of “mash” made from squash). I needed to figure this out so I could make it and
I’m taking a break for my normally scheduled programming to talk about … not resolutions because I don’t make those, but rather intentions for 2018. There’s something about the new year that always seems so hopeful and bright. It’s a clean slate. Anything can happen. Endless possibilities. And for some, me included, those endless possibilities can seem daunting at times. I have exactly ONE intention for 2018: to be present.
Yes. Hi. Hello. Christmas is LESS than a week away. I KNOW. I’m not ready, in case you’re wondering. Every year I say I’m not going to do this, that I will not get caught up in the whatever and this year I will be prepared and have an easy-breezy Christmastime. And here we’ve come to the part where I throw my head back an laugh till I cry. I’m