. . . . of Mother’s Day hugs, hand-drawn cards, and picked flowers full of bugs, I thought I would mention a tip or eleven that I’d wish I’d known back before the bathroom became just another place for family meetings. This is not a comprehensive list, but if I could send a letter back in time here are a few things I would tell myself:Read More »
. . . and it sticks. Hungry for a baked potato? Jab some holes in a spud and microwave for 10 minutes. How about some blueberry muffins slathered in margarine for dessert? Grab a box from aisle five.
If you’re wondering, I’m summing up my culinary education from birth to eighteen for you. Continue ReadingRead More »
Grandmothers go by very different names, but when it comes to home remedies they seem to share the same handbook. These days, science is taking a few pages from that book. Continue ReadingRead More »
Thank you to everyone who pledged during the MightyNest Earth Day challenge! Over 5,500 families accepted the challenge and pledged to replace something in their home with a healthier version. I’m proud to share these interwebs with you. Continue ReadingRead More »
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Do your goats need cookies? The answer is no . . . and maybe. When Daddypotamus and I bought a farm last year, I joked that we should install cameras in the barn so that you could laugh at us. We’re city slickers, and we’re bound to make a lot of mistakes. Some of us do it with handsome earnestness, while others wear polka dotted pajamas and muck boots. This should take off as a fashion trend in 3 . . . 2 . . Continue ReadingRead More »
Note from Mommypotamus: Today’s guest post comes from Katie of Girl Meets Nourishment, Thank you for stopping by, Katie!
Eating Jell-O cup after Jell-O cup; with my lunches, as an afternoon snack, for breakfast – I could not get enough Jell-O! My Granny also was a connoisseur of the the boxed kind, mixing it with canned fruit. I used to savoring every bite! Let me tell you, Jell-O topped my list of favorite snacks when I was young – and still does to this day. Continue ReadingRead More »
The way ants are descending on my kitchen. The sticky sweet smell of homemade strawberry jam is irresistible if I do say so myself. But after watching them take an afternoon dip in my coconut oil I’m not feeling very hospitable.
I draw the line at coconut oil, y’all. Continue ReadingRead More »