This past week my I ate like a teenager. Multiple trips to the ice cream stand, pizza, and food on the go. And with the temps in the upper 80’s/ early 90’s I think there was a day or two in there where I must have drank a gallon or two of water each day. Read More >>

I think I hit all the food groups. BBQ. Again. This time around he made 5 pounds of potato salad and his favorite broccoli salad to go along with all the steak and weenies. Note to self {and husband if you are reading this}: 5 pounds of potato salad {no matter HOW GOOD} is too Read More >>

So last week I learned {after 25+ years} that my husband doesn’t like the word “burgers” but instead prefers calling cooked round circles of ground beef “hamburgers”. Isn’t this something I should know about him already? Why do husbands feel the need to hold on to this type of  information for so long? 25 years Read More >>