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A simple Sunday

Nothing too interesting going on in this casa.  Simple weekend fun. I woke up at 8 feeling much better than yesterday (thanks for all the well wishes).  It’s funny how every time I mention I’m not feeling well the first question people ask is “are you pregnant?”  In fact, anytime anything remotely baby related comes up in conversation people think it’s appropriate to ask when I’m planning to have kids.  I can’t even say “awww” to a cute little toddler without people assuming it means I’m getting ready for mommy mode.  I don’t really mind… Read more >

Tropical Traditions giveaway winner

As per random.org TWO POUNDS of coconut is going to… #134 – Michelle who said “If I make your quinoa granola on a regular basis, but can’t link to a blog, does that count? Either way, I should tell you that dried cherries and pistachios (if you like them) are great nuts to sub in!” Congrats!  Email me with your address so I can get your Tropical Traditions coconut flakes in the mail.  🙂

The Misfit

I woke up Saturday feeling slightly nauseous.  It was rather unpleasant.  I actually felt a little sick when I went to bed Friday night, but I figured I’d just sleep it off…not the case.  Upon waking, I was instantly queasy.  [Note: I’m not pregnant] I had no appetite whatsoever (and nothing sounded good to me at ALL) and I even felt a little full from the previous day.  But at the same time, my stomach felt empty and hollow, like it needed something to cushion it from eating itself.  Apparently it’s possible to be both… Read more >

About my Dad

It’s rough being the only male in a house of women.  My poor pops.  Not only can he barely get a word in edge wise… But he can hardly get his face in a photo.  🙂 The thing is, my dad is awesome.  And even though we tease him, we all worship him.  He’s responsible for setting an impossible standard for all future suitors (Kyle’s in the clear, but my sisters may be screwed).  He’s also responsible for nurturing my sports career, spending his precious vacation time not on vacation.  Instead, he got off work… Read more >

Readers request: high tea

If tea drinking were an Olympic Sport, I’d have broken Michael Phelps’ medal record long ago. So when readers ask about my favorite teas, it’s hard to answer in anything other than a full post.  So here’s the deal. Fact: I drink a lot of tea.  Connoisseur that I am, I go through my fair share of newbies on a regular basis.  There are just so friggin’ many, it would be a shame to miss out on what could be my tea next obsession due to a lack of taste testing.  And yet, there’s nothing… Read more >