It’s prom! Which is kind of like a wedding but without the bride, groom and church. And vows. Well, except for the one about celibacy, of course.
Up until recently, Zoe was wearing a onsie, crawling around my Tupperware cupboard, drooling over my spatulas and strategically planning her next diaper blowout to
No regurgitation today because my brain was too busy obsessing about an alien with an eating disorder
There’s no regurgitation post today because I was half way through writing one and had copied/pasted the older post into my regurgitation when I realized
If Nate ever proposes to me again, I hope he does it at a food court. And by food court, I mean the Golden Gate
(Full recipe at bottom of post) Up until last week, I had never owned a springform pan because I don’t trust bakeware that comes in