Here’s what this past week looked like- My Everyday Life Week 19
Caught the light on Mother’s Day!
Flowers from my Dad that have to be outside cuz of cats. Still PRETTY!!
Thank you, boys.
Here’s what this past week looked like- My Everyday Life Week 19
Caught the light on Mother’s Day!
Flowers from my Dad that have to be outside cuz of cats. Still PRETTY!!
Thank you, boys.
“This actually makes eating broccoli enjoyable,” said my husband after finishing the last of the Broccoli Fritters with Chipotle Yogurt I made last week for lunch.
I’ve been desperate for a way to get my family to eat greens, so this recipe from my friend Jessica’s latest cookbook, Everyday Dinners could not have come at a better time!
Broccoli is bound together with cheese, eggs, and flour and served with a chipotle yogurt dip. I’ll definitely be adding this to my meal preps because they’re so delicious for breakfast/lunch.
Intentions for the Week- Week 19 in 2021
Happy Monday, folks!
This weekend the boys were away for some baseball and I got a day at home to myself. LUXURY! I did a bunch of organizing and cleaning that I’ve been neglecting and it felt amazing. I went for a long walk in the city on Mother’s Day and Casey made us pizza for dinner. I didn’t get to my meal prep cuz I TOOK THE DAY OFF AND RELAXED. Let’s write down our Intentions for the Week, shall we?!
Here’s what this past week looked like- My Everyday Life Week 18
I asked my Mom for a sign and I turned the corner and found this:
And then this… which is something she used to say 🙂
This too.
Happy Mother’s Day if you’re a mother. I put together this book of Things My Mom Used to Say to honor my Mom.
During the first few months after her death, I found myself panicked and worried that I was going to lose the essence of who my Mom was. I have a small collection of voicemails, Snapchat videos (with fun filters!), and photos of her on my phone. I became obsessive about finding everything I had with her in it. I also started a NOTES folder on my phone of Things My Mom Used to Say. Whenever something would come up, I’d jot it down hoping to hand-letter them someday (when I felt my handwriting was good enough!).