Freaky Fish

Freaky Fish

I was about eight when my utter loathing for fish began. “Mom, what are we having for dinner?” “We are going to have a special chicken that  I just bought from the man at the door.” “Like what kind of ‘special chicken’...
Poor Cow

Poor Cow

I have never claimed to be a chefor a cookor even a homemaker.I don’t cookI don’t like to cookI actually HATE to cook and I never use the word HATE.My mom triedShe tried to lure me into the kitchenTo watch her bake bread, rolls, and homemade cheese soup.I...
Play Dough Enchiladas

Play Dough Enchiladas

News Flash:Apparently three year olds like play dough in home made enchiladas.  I tried to tell bug that the rest of the family may not agree, but she wasn’t having it.  I fished out one big chunk and am leaving the rest to fate, because I ain’t...
Insanity

Insanity

I love good food and spending time around the table with the family.  I don’t even mind trying to cook.  The problem is that every time I try, I get hurt.  I either cut myself,  burn some part of my body, or hurt my feelings.  The meal...
Boot Camp

Boot Camp

This morning I went to Boot Camp.Why do they call it that you ask? Well because they kick your trash…they meaning Mat.  Jon and I went to another Corporate Alliance retreat at Park City a few weeks ago and I bid on the personal training package.  I get...