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You Can Accomplish This Before Your Effing Head Explodes: Stuffed Peppers

So I’ve got some first world problems keepin’ me down this week. . . First, that teensy mole on my foot from a few months ago?  Abnormal.  And the Doc is quite keen to eradicate it at ANY cost.  So I find myself with a dime-sized hunk of toe missing and in nearly unbearable pain.  (Says the stupid chick that
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You Can Accomplish This Before Your Effing Head Explodes: Kale & Lentil Soup

So this one didn’t turn out as planned. I start making dinner at 7 AM or even the night before most days because eating healthfully takes a LOT of damned effort compared to the alternative of phoning in a pizza or opening a bag of chips. . . Anyway, the other morning, I was cooking some organic chicken sausage and
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You Can Accomplish This Before Your Effing Head Explodes: (BUT I’D ADVISE AGAINST IT) Walking Tacos

I feel like I’ve never been alive before this evening. I saw something on TV. Like really lame TV because we never watch TV so we no longer have cable. . .but still. . . It was a TV show about camping, or recipes, or trailer parks. . .I don’t know? I was trying to get Teddy to sleep. When
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Shoplifting Damnit! Not Again! Damnit!!

This has to stop. I inadvertently shoplifted.  Again. The other morning we took a walk and ran a couple of errands.  One of the things we needed to do was pick up some nutmeg for the zucchini muffins Mac and I were going to bake later that day. We went crashing into the grocery and made a beeline for the
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You Can Accomplish This Before Your Effing Head Explodes: Radish Salsa

Last Friday, I was a bit nervous when I saw the sheer quantity of radishes our CSA share contained. Don’t get me wrong, we like radishes. . . But we don’t LOVE radishes. And there were a lot. Tender, teensy perfectly imperfect radishes. . . I eyeballed them:  creamy white all ombre into a beautiful violet shade of red. .
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You Can Accomplish This Before Your Effing Head Explodes: Get Off Your Butt and Get Your Butter On

Ahhhhnnnddddd here I am phoning in a lame post on a Monday. My sincerest apologies. Pretty sure today is going to involve my toilet training toddler refusing to poop in the potty so. . . Yeah. . . Distracted. . . and seriously second-guessing that law degree. . Anyway, summer is getting into full swing in these parts and we’ve
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You Can Accomplish This Before Your Effing Head Explodes: Kale Pizza

So we like kale. I’m not pretending we LUUUUUVVVVV kale. But we like it. And frankly, we’d probably eat more of it if it didn’t come in bunches the size of my six-month old. Why?  Why is kale only sold in what feels like 10 pound bunches?! It seems like every time I buy the stuff, some of it gets
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No Gifts Please

We’ve all seen this right?  On a kid’s party invite. . .”No gifts please.”  Hell, I’ve even put it on invites myself. Still, every time I see it I break out in a heart-pounding cold sweat.  Panic. Why?  Why do parents do this?! I know exactly why I’ve done it: BECAUSE I DON’T NEED MORE CHEAP-ASSED SMALL PLASTIC PARTS CLUTTERING
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Prelude to A Play Date

So we have this neighbor at the end of our block.  She has two sons very close in age to ours’.  She’s all-together and cool, right down to the perfect skinnies and chic boots she rocks while chasing her adorable, compliant kids up and down the block every afternoon. Way out of our league. (I can’t even trust Mac to
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