Rule #52: Laissez les bons temps rouler! Let the good times roll, y’all! It’s almost time for Mardi Gras, which means I’ve got an excuse to make allllll the gumbo, red beans & rice, and…View Post
Rule #20: Selfies are better with an audience.
Amazon is so ah-maze-un’ isn’t it?! You can find literally anything on there (minus a nanny – couldn’t find one of those on Prime). I’ve found some great scores recently – each around $30! I rounded ’em up and shared ’em all below. Happy Hump Day!View Post
Rule #170: The laundry will never be done.
I’m pretty sure that when it’s my time to go, you’ll find me buried beneath about 392 pounds of laundry. “Where’s Lilly? I haven’t seen her in a few days?” Welp. Check the pile of whites in the corner. That’s where I’ll be.View Post
Rule #30: Let Willie do the dirty work.
Okay, I know I’m angering the BBQ Gods with this number. The right way to make pulled pork, as any good ole gal from Texas knows, is to smoke it low-and-slow for hours using all kinds of fancy wood chips and spices. And of course, you have the obligatory cold beer to drink while you’re doing all of that smokin’. BUT. This lady ain’t got time for dat. Instead, I’m using some spices, onion + garlic, beef stock, and my Crock Pot I’ve lovingly named Willie Nelson to get the job done for me.View Post
Rule #281: If Plan A fails, don’t worry. There are 25 more letters in the alphabet.
Things are starting to finally settle into a ‘groove’ around here (totes just jinxed myself), so I’m doing my best to meal plan to keep the chaos at a minimum. At least in one department. Here’s whats on the menu this week.View Post