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Five on Friday

1. Have you heard about the Dutch Bros. straw thing?

According to the Internet, the straw color they give you is their very own version of hot or not.

Supposedly, a pink straw means you’re cute, a yellow straw means you’re “so-so” and green? 

Green means you’re ugly. Straight up ugly. I didn’t let it ruin my day, but I did send this text to two of my student workers:

They think I deserve a pink straw. Phew.

2. I went to the grocery store hungry, but for whatever reason could decide on nothing except an avocado.  

It promptly turned into this:

And all was right with the world.

3. J Man has been writing birthday thank you notes:

Thanks for the shrit, Unk C.

4. What a stud.

 5. What a relief:

Cause sometimes I wonder…


What I don’t typically eat Wednesday

I fall into food ruts really easily. I’m not exaggerating when I say that I’ve eaten oatmeal at least five breakfasts a week for the last seven years. I really like oatmeal.

But today was a day that I unintentionally ate lots of foods that I rarely eat.


I typically do oatmeal or fruit and yogurt most mornings. Today I just wasn’t feeling it. Instead I ate this whole wheat toast/banana/peanut butter/honey/chia seed concoction while simultaneously helping J Man brush his teeth and finding Miss Rae a costume for “dress like an old lady” day at school. Also note: my kids have decided that they don’t eat bread crusts anymore.

I carved out 90 minutes to finish up some work projects at the Atlas and while I typically get their lavender latte, I opted for cardamom this time. Also, caffeinated. Sorry, not sorry.


I ate lunch in the cafeteria. Usually I get the stirfry or go for the salad bar. Today I tried this pho bowl and while I wish the broth would’ve been hotter, it was pretty good otherwise.


Pizza is something that I wish I could say I don’t typically eat, but that would be a lie. Tonight there was no other means of survival. We had less than 30 minutes between the time we all arrived home and I carted the kids off to kidnastics.

One with sauce, one without because I not only cut the crusts off of my kid’s sandwiches, but I also order them pizza without sauce.

It’s important to cater to the old folks in your life.


Lime Zest Spritzer

These limes were almost a lot of things.

 Initially, I bought too many when I was frantically shopping for the college kid taco night. I knew I wanted key lime pie but I had no earthly idea how many limes I would need and I bought five too many.


My first solution was to slice them into wedges for kids to squeeze on their tacos. Except we weren’t actually having fish tacos and let’s be real. Does soy burger really call for a squeeze of lime?


My next solution was lime curd. You know how I feel about lemon curd, so lime curd has got to be good. But only 1/4 of my family (me) likes any curd and do I really need to eat an entire batch of lime curd by myself? You know that I could.

So I made lime zest spritzers! Bring 2/3 cup fresh lime juice, 1/3 cup water, 1 cup of sugar, and 2 (+\-) TBS lime zest to a boil until the sugar is dissolved. Let steep for a couple of hours. You could probably do less time, but I got wrapped up in violin rehearsal and a birthday party and completely forgot about the syrup.

Then I mixed two tablespoons of syrup with about 3/4 cup of club soda.

Miss Rae is not a fan of “spicy juice” (anything carbonated) so I mixed hers with plain water for limeade (which both kids call “limonade” and I think it’s adorable.)

Matty B strained his because he’s a weird pulp-a-phobe. But all declared the final product delightful.

Lime zest spritzers + blue skies? 

Forget spring fever. Gimme summer.


I think someone said that sugar is the new tobacco.

They might have a secret peephole into our house, because the sugar is running rampant.

First, there was the Valentine popcorn inspired by this recipe.

You know, for eating and gifts.

Oh, and rice krispy treats.

Then there were the cinnamon rolls.

Inspired by this recipe.

They were amazing, if you were wondering.

And then I invited a pack of college kids over for dinner and pie was necessary.

I made this key lime pie and a chocolate peanut butter pie that didn’t make its way to a photo. They were too fast.

They were starving, apparently.

This morning I made almond poppyseed scones.

And after a walk with my mom and a bike ride with the kids, a backyard fire seemed like a great idea.


Complete with giant marshmallows for roasting.

Too. Much. Sugar.

Be Mine

“All you need is love, but a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt.”

Charles M. Schultz

This quote seems appropriate since I’m currently watching Be My Valentine, Charlie Brown. However, looking back at my day, I could’ve used more chocolate…

Valentine pancakes for the kids.

Patisserie with Matty B (with an unpictured mocha.)

Calzones for dinner

With candlelight…

…and roses😍

Happy Valentine’s Day!


Five on Friday, Valentine edition 

1. School Valentine parties are tricky. I try to be the mom who:

A. sends cool valentines that the kids like, but…

B. who doesn’t send piles of candy that, let’s be honest, the kids also like, but the other moms hate.

Happy Valentine’s Day, Love Bug!

2. But all of that self righteous pride goes out the window when you see what I sent for their Valentine snacks.

You can’t really tell from the photos, but those marshmallows are ginormous- at least double the size of an average campfire marshmallow.

You’re welcome, moms. And sorry, Mrs. Wessman.

3. One of my favorite student employees applied for a job and didn’t get it. As a consolation prize, I took her to lunch.


 She chose Walla Walla Bread Co. where we both had veggie burgers. So good. They used goat cheese as a spread and it was phenomenal.

4. I’ve been running again. Mostly to keep up with Matty B who is up to 5+ miles at a time.

I made a new playlist to motivate myself with everything from old school Dixie Chicks to Fall Out Boy. I’m gonna need some good motivation too cause we’re having a Valentine dinner on Monday and I want to make these…

5. Molten Lava Cakes

I’m gonna need a longer playlist…

Toilet paper

We’d already purchased toilet paper, by the way.

J Man’s class is doing a toilet paper drive for a local charity and because I read every newsletter and am determined to teach our children selfless generosity, I purchased a mid-size pack and dropped it at school.

Done and done.

“But Mommy,” he pleaded yesterday, “our class set a goal to bring in 300 rolls and we’re only at 298? Can we buy some more?”

We’ve done our part.

I don’t need another trip to the store.

We need to save our money for groceries and school bills and coffee.

“I want to spend my money,” he bargained.

I told the TP police that if they were still two rolls short by the next day and if he still planned to spend his money (remember that jersey you’re saving for?) I would take him to the store.

You already know what happened.

Which is why after a late meeting and a rushed dinner and kidnastics, I found myself at Andy’s Market buying toilet paper.

I’ve never seen a kid so excited to buy toilet paper.

Also, he humors me and pretends to love the Broncos.

I love his heart.