My Year in Cooking

I don’t like to cook, but I love to feed my husband. This first year of marriage has brought with it many culinary adventures. Like the time I accidentally put Beef Stew Seasoning on my “taco” meat and sobbed in despair over my ruined tacos. Max is pushing for a reality show starring me called…

Our Great Debate Topics in Marriage (And Why They Don’t Matter)

Something I didn’t know about my husband before we got married is that he will not kill bugs; instead, he sets them free. I never imagined I would be living in some sort of wildlife preserve, but alas, Max just carefully removed a giant stink bug from my Kate Spade purse, opened our front door…

My Problem with Instagram

I don’t know what it is about Instagram, but I can’t trust myself with it. Albeit embarrassing, I will admit that I have downloaded, deleted, and re-downloaded the Instagram app on my phone about 40 times in the last year or so. If my husband sees me scrolling (when he knows I deleted it 3…

A Candy Dish Family

I was the childhood friend that respected no boundaries when it came to eating the other family’s food. When I showed up at the door, it was game time. I knew the pantries of my closest friends like the back  of my hand. I could close my eyes and navigate each shelf: the sweets and…

Purple Puke and Teacher Burnout

I hit my burnout point last week even though I did everything I could to avoid this. I followed all the “wisdom” to avoid teacher burnout: -I got enough sleep. Ask my husband. I am OBSESSED with getting enough sleep every night. I am so worried about getting enough sleep that many nights  I lie…

Counting Chins: 3 Years Later

Today marks the 3 year anniversary of blogging on this website. If that wasn’t exciting enough, tomorrow is the 2 year anniversary of the first time I ever met my husband. It’s a big week for me. SO much has changed in 3 years. For starters, to the relief of all my friends and family,…