This is as much for me as it is for any of you. I just so happen to be my own worst enemy when it comes to stuff like this. I do this thing where I decide I want to host a little holiday shindig at our home, get all excited about it and then...don't follow through and actually...
Who hates grocery shopping? I do, I do!
I really like being in the kitchen cooking and sharing a lovingly prepared meal with my family, but gracious how I loathe going to the grocery store! I hate all the options and the thinking involved, and "oh, did I get everything" and "crap I have to go back in for lemons."...
I'm SO excited for this one. Allow me to introduce Brandless, a new online grocery store that basically carries everything I want for $3 or less. And by "everything I want" I mean products like...non-GMO tortilla chips (non-GMO everything, actually), organic quinoa, gummy worms dyed with beet juice (#dontjudge), and paraben and sulfate free cleaning products, just to name...
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There's one thing I've been wanting to do since the beginning of Summer, and that is to get some of our friends together for some conversation, crazy kid shenanigans and, of course, FOOD. I just haven't been able to get my act together...and darn it. Summer is almost over.
Here's the backstory: I have...
For Mother's Day, the boys bought me this picnic basket, featured on one of our Mother's Day gift guides. Apparently, it was Pax's idea - he must read the blog (terrifying). In any case, after the initial Picnic On The Bed, both Pax and Raines had been after us to go on a real picnic. Normally, this wouldn't be a big...
Me: Raines, since you're going into First Grade, you'll be eating lunch at school everyday. You need a lunch box!
Raines : Ok.
Me: Lunch boxes are cool! You can get all kinds of different designs....wait - do you even know what a lunch box is?
Raines: It's a box for your lunch, Mom.
Me: Well, yeah. But you can get really cool...
I was home from the hospital after my second c-section (Hello, Pax!) for roughly...two days? Three?...before coming down with a case of mastitis. It turns out that "engorgement" is a real thing that can happen, uh, immediately.
Before we were discharged, I remember the hospital's lactation consultant reaching over, squeezing my boobs and saying, "Honk, honk! Congratulations! Your milk...