Month: April 2015

  • 30,000 words

    When I picked Wells up from Cowboy Day at school last Friday, he immediately took off his shirt. You know, because it is springtime in Mississippi and 85 degrees with 100% humidity. There he was, sitting in the backseat wearing only a cowboy hat, a bandana and blue jeans. Lucky for him, my darn phone…

  • literally thighing

    I don’t know about you, but I run out of things to cook during the week. I also get in a rut and make the same things over and over. “Mom. I can’t eat another turkey burger. I. Just. Can’t.” There is one thing on heavy rotation that gets zero complaints… chicken thighs. They are…