There are some that thrive on others' organizational, dietary, workout, and cleaning routines, and I'd even go so far as to add writing styles, but me? I need to do it my way. I may gain some insight and logic into why something works or doesn't, but in the end, I'm stubborn (my mother called... Continue Reading →
Once Upon a Time, I Had a True Green Thumb
It's funny how a random task can trigger memories. I was washing the dishes from the projects I had going in the kitchen tonight - salsa, avocado bread, dried jalapenos, and the memory of me washing dishes at my home while growing up popped into the forefront. I always seemed to be the one to... Continue Reading →