I’ve been going round in my head with a few ideas of what I wanted to write tonight or what story I wanted to share that would be the right set up for these French Breakfast Puffs, but truthfully, I’m not feeling a particular anecdote or memory, what I am feeling lately is a lot Read more
I love country music. I always have. Something about it takes me back to the open plains of growing up in Nebraska and it just feels comforting to me. Old country, new country, I like it all. Growing up I always pretended like this was uncool and super lame. My brother would be in the Read more
I realize Valentine’s Day is a phony holiday and sort of ridiculous by nature. Making people literally prove their love or put some kind of a label on their relationship all because Hallmark wants to sell some cards and crappy chocolate. I get it. Not cool. But I don’t give a rip. I still love Read more
The summer of 1995, after my Freshmen year in college, I convinced my parents it was critical that I stay in Utah for the summer. I actually had a semi-legit reason; I was a student body officer and we were all supposed to stay for the summer to plan the upcoming yearly activities, however that Read more
There is something magical about soup. It’s the only thing I want when I’m sick or when the weather dips slightly below 70 degrees here in California. Give me a rainy day, a Lifetime movie and a warm bowl of soup and I am in my happy place. Bonus points if it’s a Christmas Lifetime Read more
My entire life I’ve been certain that when I was an adult, two things would miraculously happen. 1. I would become a morning person and 2. I would outgrow candy. I’m 39 and neither one has happened. Not even close. Mornings are painful and I still LOVE candy. I’m only now barely getting to where Read more
