You know, I really hate feeling the need to write this post, but what I'm about to say is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me God. I abhor the idea of "dieting". Who's with me? Disclaimer: I’ve tried starting this post several times and it seems to want to go in the direction of morality and why I should be (and am) utterly ashamed that in a world where tens of thousands of children die every day from malnutrition, that I am whining about the fac

Well, it's official. The house referenced in previous posts is under contract. Whatever small hold my heart may have had on it needs to be released. I'm workin' on it. Remembering that I cannot fully embrace what is ahead of me until I let go of what's behind is a big help. Also, keeping in mind that if I have one foot in yesterday and another in tomorrow, I'm pissing on today. What a terrible waste of a day! So I will make the most of whatever today brings and keep my head u

I discovered this recipe in my all time favorite cookbook, Taste of Home. Simply the best soup you'll ever eat, this is a family favorite. I changed the recipe up just a little, instead of chopped tomato, I use a can of Rotel Tomatoes. I also have used different cheeses depending on what I have on hand. The cilantro is definitely NOT optional! My daughter also came up with a more macro-friendly version. I'll share that too! Hope you'll enjoy this as much as I think you will ;

He loved it, almost as much as I did. We took two of our daughters with us to view the house. They loved it too. My husband, whose job seems to be keeping this emotion-driven, menopausal woman grounded, wasn't ready to make an offer in a hurry and not nearly for the price it was listed. I resisted (oh boy is that an understatement) the sense of urgency that we could lose this house if we didn't act quickly, and surrendered it to the same God that I fully believe brought us t

For years now, we have been on the look out for a new place to call home. And I say “on the look out” rather than searching because that really is a more accurate description of what we have done.  We have not spent a lot of time going to view homes, or working with a real estate agent. We have only recently, and on a whim, went for a viewing of a home I thought might be what we were looking for. It was way out of our price range, but we went to look anyway, just in case. It

He loved it, almost as much as I did. We took two of our daughters with us to view the house. They loved it too. My husband, whose job seems to be keeping this emotion-driven, menopausal woman grounded, wasn't ready to make an offer in a hurry and not nearly for the price it was listed. I resisted (oh boy is that an understatement) the sense of urgency that we could lose this house if we didn't act quickly, and surrendered it to the same God that I fully believe brought us t