Breakfast: Tea with honey and a piece of buttered toast. Second Breakfast: chicken noodle soup with homemade noodles. Yes, you read right. Second Breakfast. Apparently I’m a hobbit. Also, chicken noodle soup. For breakfast. With homemade noodles. I’m sick and cranky and it’s comfort food, so shut it. (That’s an…
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NyQuil lies, y’all. LIES, I tell you. Here I am, exhausted, achy, congested, and absolutely miserable and all I want is a few nice, peaceful hours of sleep. But no. I’m awake. Wiiiiiiide awake. What’s a girl to do with zero energy late at night? Troll food recipes, of course. Which…
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It’s no lie that I tend to bite off more than I can chew. For someone who barely knows what she’s doing a queen sized quilt is probably a bit much. Admittedly this quilt is basic. I lack patience for sewing a bunch of little squares together. And my previous…
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Brownies. The trouble with them is that everyone has their own preferences, much like chocolate chip cookies. So when you go looking for a perfect recipe you can easily be disappointed. Everyone thinks that their recipe is the best. The perfect blend of blah blah blah. I’ve only tried brownies from…
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Breakfast Sunday. Sausage, onion and corn mixed into scrambled egg, topped with cheese and salsa on homemade tortillas. I love making tortillas at home. They’re easy (chances are anyone who bakes has all the ingredients they need in their pantry already), they’re not filled with a lot of weird chemical…
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The alarm sounds promptly at 5:40, and I promptly hit “dismiss”. Ten minutes later the cycle repeats. 5:40, 50, 6:00, and even 6:10. I lay in bed, in a world between dreams and reality, nestled in the warm sheets and blankets. Sometimes I sleep until 6:30, other times I grab…