How’s everyone’s week going? It’s totally almost Friday, which means there’s an impending weekend, which totally calls for things like scones and tea and naps. That sounds idyllic right about now. I’d love to curl up and listen to the raindrops hitting our deck while dunking one of these scones into a cup of chamomile. Maybe read a book. All the wild things one does during their Saturday afternoon. Hmmm… maybe I’ve lost my edge. Oh, well. ;) Continue reading →
We’ve got a guest in the house today! It’s my lovely friend Sherrie from With Food + Love –blogger and health coach extraordinaire. She’s always doing things with veggies that make my heart go pitter-pat, so I invited her over here to hang out with us and share some of her delectable veggie love! Yay!
Hey guys – I’m Sherrie from With Food + Love and when Gina was all – “Heyyy you wanna come hang out and write a guest post for me?” I was all – “Yeah, totes def, that sounds amazing” and so there you have it. Here I am, honored and super pumped to be sharing my Roasted Carrots + Broccoli with Crispy Quinoa, Goat Cheese + Lemony Oregano Dressing, whoa that’s a mouthful, ha literally. I do have to say, this is one of the yummiest things I’ve made in a long time. It’s bursting with flavor on every level, so let’s get into it. Continue reading →
Holy Cupid! It’s totally almost Valentines Day. I know this because my calendar is telling me it’s February. I’m totally on top of things. Don’t worry (okay, maybe worry a little). I feel like I am losing track of time and space, but that’s nothing new.
Have you ever noticed how polarizing this time of year is? There’s that awkward divide between the people clamoring to get into a schmancy restaurant with an expensive prefixed menu and the slightly bitter people who feel like going out and throwing old crusty sandwiches at anyone who dares play a little tonsil hockey in front of them. Boom. Did you just grab that girls butt? You get this old pastrami right in the face. I totally get it. I’ve been on both sides of this holiday. Not that I ever chucked sandwiches… but, I’m not going to say it’s never crossed my mind. Now, as a boring-but-kind-of-in-a-charming-way-married-person, I kind of fall somewhere in the middle. It gives me an excuse to write my husband a love letter (not that I should need one) while also capitalizing on the sale of both steak and lobster. We literally call it Steak and Lobster Day. I find this to be way more exciting than a bunch of roses or even one of those singing teddy bears. Feed me some turf with a side of surf and that speaks to my heart. Is that a fillet? Let’s makeout. Continue reading →
We are young. Lunchbox to lunchbox we stand. Sick of my sandwich with ham. Lunch is a battlefield. We are strong. This sad cup of soup just feels wrong. Been in my lunch-rut too long. Both of us knowing… Lunch is a battlefield.
So. That happened. Somewhere Pat Benatar is rolling her eyes. Either that, or she’s applauding my rendition of her song and thanking me for saying the words that she’s always wanted to say. “You know, Gina… it’s easy to write a song about love, but no one tackles the hard hitting emotional issue that is LUNCH. Thank you.” These are the words I imagine Pat saying to me. She’s rolling her eyes, isn’t she? Yeah. Probably that. Continue reading →
I know, you’re probably rolling your eyes and about to bite my head off about snow and ice and wool socks and one very real Polar Vortex. I get it. It’s obnoxious that it’s warm-ish here. I know I’m supposed to be all brag-a-saurus about how I’ve been getting away with the occasional tank-top or how there isn’t a cloud in the sky today. It’s sunny. Like really sunny. Like “the sun is streaming in through my window as I type this and assaulting my computer screen and giving off a terrible glare” kind of sunny. But, I’m just not that jazzed about it. The usually lush hills surrounding my home look thirsty and haggard. It’s surpassed the awesomely golden shade they turn in summer. It’s just dead. Everything is an even shade of brown. What’s the opposite of a Polar Vortex? Because this feels like that. Dry. Drought-y. Calm. Thirsty. Continue reading →