ShareTweet My kids are suckers for sugar cookies in pretty shapes. We buy them, we make them, but they don’t give me the same thrill as my children. When it comes to sugar cookies, my heart belongs to the French sugar cookie: le Sablé (pron: sablay). Sable is the French word for sand, a reference… Continue Reading
ShareTweet I felt a little funny on the evening of August 27, 2011. “Maybe,” I told my husband, “maybe going on a fishing charter the next day was a little aggressive considering how pregnant I was.” It took a little more convincing, the man really likes his fishing, but he eventually agreed to call the… Continue Reading
ShareTweet Some women buy shoes. I buy butter. Since my husband got an iPad, books, magazines, music and games suddenly became completely useless presents, destined to sit in a sad pile on his nightstand. So instead of resorting to hand colored sex coupons, I gave him the next best thing: butter. Before you cringe and… Continue Reading