Now that I've reached the ripe old age of 29, I can tell you that I've seen some trends come and go, and come again. Those colored corduroy pants ...
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One of my favorite bloggers, Joanna Goddard recently wrote a cute little blog post, asking readers about their first kiss. Mine was at the ripe o...
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I rarely watch TV but every two years when the Olympics are on, I find myself glued to the screen for many more hours than I care to admit. In fac...
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I’ve noticed something interesting recently, about the way my generation thinks about the present and the future. Our everyday lives seem to def...
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Fluffy, tender biscuits have been eluding me for years. You see, I'd find recipe after recipe, tweak here and there, in the hopes that I could rec...
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The days are long and the years are short, someone told me when I had my first child. I keep reminding myself of this in these early weeks with th...
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Pancakes have become somewhat of a weekly tradition for us. Most days, Matt and I each sit down to a bowl of food — he to his cereal, me to my y...
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I’ve talked a lot about crêpes in the past — I grew up eating my grandma’s thick, buttery ones (we called them blini) and later my mom’s....
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Weekends are the longest and shortest days when you are a parent. Especially during summer days in the PNW that feel both beautifully and painfull...
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Ah, relief. I’ve said it before: despite my undying love for summer, often find it sort of overwhelming. There’s the self-imposed pressure �...
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You might not know it, but breakfast in our house is kind of a big deal. Saturdays are pancake mornings. A kid is usually asking for pancakes by 8...
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When we first came up with the idea of the Pairings Box, I'm not sure I ever had the intention of following through. But here we are, having spent...