Here’s what My Everyday Life Week 3 looked like:
Yes. Yes. Thank you for this reminder, universe.
Foggy morning hike with Lisa.
We took another route and it paid off.
Like a painting.
Reflections.
SO HAPPY to be there.
Raindrops.
I had to coach him through it, but he did it. I knew he could.
He comes up to me for snuggles.
I love it so much.
No more wire hangers.
Happy Happy HAPPY Joy.
Hell yeah.
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I’ve been on a toast kick over the past 3 months. It’s probably because I love toast. It has never ever failed me, and to this I am grateful. Today I partnered with Dave’s Killer Bread who makes the best sandwich bread to show you some of my favorite ways to eat toast. Let’s start this Toast Party, shall we?
Our family has lived in our house (the house I grew up in!) for the past 4 years. The kitchen I’ve been cooking in is the SAME kitchen I learned to cook in when I was a kid. That really trips me out sometimes. This week our kitchen is being painted, so we moved EVERYTHING out into our dining room. I’m currently living this life…and it’s kinda weird because I got a flashback today of when I was little and my parents had our floors refinished and our whole house was turned upside down.
Currently:
Here’s what My Everyday Life Week 2 looked like:
And then 5 minutes later the rain washed it away.
Had our friends Lenny & Denise over for dinner last night. It was awesome.
This tree tripped me out.
Obsessed with the hat I bought at H & M 5 years ago. I found it when I was cleaning out my closet. It’s the perfect thing to wear when I have serious bed head. No one knows what’s hiding under there.
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There was this one time when Cooper was about 3 and I didn’t let him get up from the table until he had a bite of spaghetti. It was a spaghetti recipe a lot like this one….meaty/cheesy goodness. There was one small bite wrapped up around his teeny tiny kid fork. At the 20 minute mark (he’s stubborn/there might have been tears), he told me he had to go to the bathroom and I said he could do so when he took a bite. I thought it was that simple.
Sidenote—
I MEAN JUST TAKE A BITE. IT’S NOT GONNA KILL YOU, CHILD.
He still wouldn’t and then he just went to the bathroom….right there in his kid chair at the table. Like….all over the place. It was one of those out of body experiences. Mixed emotions. Feelings of guilt/bewilderment/utter confusion. What just happened??? I mean, when I was a kid my parents had to STOP us from eating our third helping of pasta…
All of this over pasta….
Stillllllllll not a pasta fan… but that doesn’t stop Casey and I from eating it on occasion. I had a craving for meaty pasta smothered with melted/crispy cheese on Sunday night. The weather was begging for it.
I know I’m not reinventing the wheel here. You probably already have a spaghetti situation in your life. BUT, let me tell you that when you twirl the pasta into little nests, cover them in cheese and bake them, it makes for an incredible dinner. Making the pasta into little mounds makes it really easy to spoon out and serve too!
