It’s 4:30 and I’m leaning heavily on the kitchen counter. My skin is radiating heat in regurgitated sunshine, an unglamorous exodus of energy leaving me as I lay halfway sprawled across the formica. There’s no weight left on my feet, and, even still, my left heel feels like it’s going to split. Taking stock of…
Babysitter – {PB&J Pie with Strawberries, Cinnamon, & Peanut Butter Pie Crust}
I had been careful to select her favorite from the four fruit spreads that the family kept in their fridge: a jar of freakishly perfect looking strawberry jelly, wholly devoid of character and happiness. I held it carefully as I perused the pantry, searching for a jar of peanut butter that hadn’t been marked with…
Road Trip – {Chocolate, Pretzel, Peanut Butter, Dulce De Leche, Banana Insanity Tart}
With most of my neighbors at work or school, no one’s around to witness the Tetris game unfolding in my driveway. A battered suede bag hangs heavy on my left shoulder, balanced by an oversize tote on slung over the other, all rounded out with a stack of pillows sandwiched awkwardly against my chest. Stiff,…
Grow – {Toasted Rice and Almond Cake with Cherries}
I surround myself at all times with terracotta; a growing collection of pots collected from friends, family, and garage sales. I want, so desperately, to grow things. I obsess over my potted hydrangea, a year-old gift from S, and distantly coddle – as I hear they appreciate – the succulents growing in my window sills….
Party – {Mexican Spice Horchata Cake)
So, car troubles. A quick visit to Dad’s this weekend rendered them a memory. Fortunate for me – not to mention my wallet – the damage was limited to crusty battery posts. Which, you know, was “amazing.” Though I felt like a total dumbass, it was nothing less than a cause for celebration. But really,…
Start – {Bacon Fat Croissants}
The disappointment has stopped hitting me as a surprise. Regrettably, after 8 years, I have to say that it’s something I’ve come to expect. Even with the combined efforts of my fingers and toes, I don’t think I could count the number of times I’ve been left stranded. Always filled to the brim with frustration…
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