Sometimes I think that Chad might be from another planet. And I’m not talking about that Men are from Mars crap.

  Mealtimes have felt EXTRA boring for about a week now… I’m in a rut. I mean, I think we all know I have breakfast down pat. Lunch is no problem… I just eat soup because no one else will and I LIKE IT. I have no problem at all feeling creative with desserts or …

A Moral Dilemma. And, no, it has nothing to do with pesto. I think basil pesto is pretty uncontroversial. Anyway… if you drive, you’ve been on one side of this situation or the other… or both. You’ll be surprised to find that I’m actually not talking about the road rage that posesses my middle finger to have …

Growing up, my sisters and I had a favorite book. I’m not sure my brothers ever cared much about it, though I KNOW it lived in the giant book basket that was perched next to the hearth, and I’m sure my mom must have read it to them. My mom read us lots of books. …

Breakfast is easily my favorite meal of the day. Unless dessert is a meal. I love breakfast for lots of reasons. Some of them include waffles with whipped cream. Or “Ah-lah-modey”. Other reasons have to do with coffee, eggs, breakfast potatoes. Don’t even get me started on biscuits or cinnamon rolls. But I have to …

This weekend was all about amusement. Saturday night brought the demolition derby type of amusement, complete with mullet-sporting spectators, loud cars, lots of mud, and my 9-year-old thrilled to pieces over some car with the word “renegade” spray-painted on the side.

One year ago today I started Sugar Dish Me. At least I think it was one year ago today. What had happened was… Sugar Dish actually started out on another host site. I hated it. So I managed to wrap my technologically challenged brain around migrating my material here. But when I got here, sugardish.com …

Sooooo… this cake feels like an end of summer party. I think it’s because of the sprinkles. And the freezing. I actually made it way way way back in August for my brother-in-law’s birthday. My family is slightly obsessed with funfetti.

My oldest son is in the 7th grade. That sounds really strange to me when I say it out loud. Because I can remember the 7th grade, and it doesn’t seem far enough away for me to have a kid that’s 12. But anyway. Andrew, my biggest little boy, is right smack in the center of …

Today felt like fall. It was the very first morning that I could feel that teensy bit of crispness in the morning air. The sky was insanely, deeply, perfectly blue. And there was not a cloud in it. Still warm enough outside to wear a tank top and my old faithful Rainbow flip flops, but cool enough …