Being a vegetarian off-and-on since I was 16 has finally caught up with me. Here I am, on the other side of “closer to 30 than 20,”and I do not effing know how to cook bacon. I mean, I know how I'm supposed to cook it, but it just turns into ...
Read More →It finally happened. On Friday, I got backed into a corner on my weight loss. For the most part, I’ve dodged the cookie in the room. I mean, people do occasionally comment on my weight, but it’s mostly little comments like “Oh, I bet you can eat whatever you want,” “If ...
. Read More →Wow, my embarrassing photos of our unfinished living room *totally* worked! More renovations were on the way tonight, which kind of sucks because I was all ready to go out and have a glass of wine and listen to music at Bookwalter, but Hubby was all, "mew mew mew, you ...
. Read More →No, I didn’t die.* I know you were all holding your breath wondering when and how I would blog next. All two of you. Or is it one now? I forget. What have I been busy with? Well, I’d tell you but it’s not that interesting it makes me basically sound ...
. Read More →As part of my remake of my diet (and our diet), I am trying to create our foods from scratch instead of buying products made by other people. If you look at the packaging, you'll see why: lists of ingredients a mile long, mostly of things I can't pronounce. And ...
. Read More →A few weeks ago, I made the commitment to go vegetarian again. I've been a pescatarian vegetarian (no animal meat except fish) off and on for years, but when I married The Hubs, that all went out the window. Not to say he's the big "Bitch get in the kitchen ...
. Read More →TitleTitle Who would have thought Jack Daniels glasses made perfect biscuit cutter outers? This is how we do breakfast here. Seems...fitting.
. Read More →This morning started at 4:30 when I woke up with sandpaper being shoved down my throat, or so it felt. After managing to fall back asleep, the second part of the morning surfaced with PandaBear having a bit of an accident on the floor. That kind of accident. And we're ...
. Read More →I'm not a food blogger, so excuse the photo. I don't have a studio, or a professional camera for that matter. I did, however, have a husband yelling at me to "hurry up and take the damn photo" because I was the only thing standing between him and his bowl. We ...
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Haunted on Bourbon Street by Deanna Chase
