Drinking Cold Coffee

My mom always told me I’d know I was a mother when I was willing to eat cold eggs. I only recently truly grew to appreciate the smile that accompanied her words. The day I found myself nursing a regular-sized cup of coffee for a full five hours, I knew I’d reached my “mom” moment.┬áSomething…

The thrilling shopping extravaganza recap.

My Thursday last week started with me going over my grocery shopping lists, checking and double checking that I would only purchase the items I needed for specific meals. No extra candy bars. No bag of cookies that was on sale, 2 for $5.00. To doubly ensure my “only on the list” personal purchase policy,…