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Chocolate mousse pie with peanut butter whip + pretzel crust | Oh, Ladycakes

Um, yummmmm

Breakfast Enchiladas | What Megan's Making

You need to make this like yesterday. Your welcome in advance.

champagnetoasts:

We can go months without a stolen glance at one another- and yet we pick up right where we left off without so much as batting an eyelash. We live very separate, very different lives and, yet, we ground one another like no one would ever imagine. 
She’s the one person in the world that can defend my character and still put me in my place in the span one sentence. She’s never been the most emotional or tender person with me but that’s not ever what I’ve needed her for. She’s given me strength when - at my core - I didn’t honestly think I could move forward. 
Her shoulders have been weighted down over the past 5 years. And you would never know that. She manages to pull her shit together and put a smile on her face even when she very easily could admit defeat. She is my epitome of strength and grit. 
I’m a firm believer that God puts people in your life for a reason. 16 years ago this summer (Jesus we are old), he gave me Melissa. That year, she introduced me my first cigarette and taught me how to sneak out of a window (which made me so nervous that I immediately tossed my cookies). Over the years we’ve shared broken hearts, bottles of Mad Dog 20/20 (not our brightest hour), secrets, annoying habits of our significant others, and inside jokes (Alex Mack ring a bell?). She’s attempted to teach me the art of bargain shopping while I’ve endlessly explained to her (to no avail) that sometimes it’s okay to pay for quality. We stood as a pair as we buried a dear friend and then [much later] as we both walked down the aisle. 
I won’t say that Melissa saved my life— but it’s certainly been infinitely better, stronger, and happier because she’s in it. 
a bestie [lunch] selfie // april 23. 2014 

You have a beautiful way with words.  (one that I do not)  Everything you said I could say right back to you.  Thanks for being my sista.  I love you tons!

champagnetoasts:

We can go months without a stolen glance at one another- and yet we pick up right where we left off without so much as batting an eyelash. We live very separate, very different lives and, yet, we ground one another like no one would ever imagine. 

She’s the one person in the world that can defend my character and still put me in my place in the span one sentence. She’s never been the most emotional or tender person with me but that’s not ever what I’ve needed her for. She’s given me strength when - at my core - I didn’t honestly think I could move forward. 

Her shoulders have been weighted down over the past 5 years. And you would never know that. She manages to pull her shit together and put a smile on her face even when she very easily could admit defeat. She is my epitome of strength and grit. 

I’m a firm believer that God puts people in your life for a reason. 16 years ago this summer (Jesus we are old), he gave me Melissa. That year, she introduced me my first cigarette and taught me how to sneak out of a window (which made me so nervous that I immediately tossed my cookies). Over the years we’ve shared broken hearts, bottles of Mad Dog 20/20 (not our brightest hour), secrets, annoying habits of our significant others, and inside jokes (Alex Mack ring a bell?). She’s attempted to teach me the art of bargain shopping while I’ve endlessly explained to her (to no avail) that sometimes it’s okay to pay for quality. We stood as a pair as we buried a dear friend and then [much later] as we both walked down the aisle. 

I won’t say that Melissa saved my life— but it’s certainly been infinitely better, stronger, and happier because she’s in it. 

a bestie [lunch] selfie // april 23. 2014 

You have a beautiful way with words.  (one that I do not)  Everything you said I could say right back to you.  Thanks for being my sista.  I love you tons!

Please send help!  I no longer share an office with someone who will come to my defense of million legged creatures.

Please send help! I no longer share an office with someone who will come to my defense of million legged creatures.

Buds

Buds

Text from the Nanny

  • D to Sadler: Watch out for that poop, the goose pooped...He's gotta go get a donut.
  • D takes his poop donuts very seriously and also thinks everyone else does.

Easter 2014 con’t

I’m not sure we even really celebrated Easter with D the past couple years, but this year it was a hit. I’m also the asshole mom who used the Easter bunny (because he is the creepy one, amiright?) to be the one who took D’s beloved baba (pacifier) away. He has known this was coming for weeks and only focused on the prize that was coming in place of the baba. He did really well until it was time to go to bed and I wouldn’t give it to him. We left it out on a plate with carrots for the EB to take to other babies. Modified paci fairy if you will. Oh and he also brought C some new babas since he loses all of his. The first night he cried for baba and honestly I wanted to cry with him. You never really know how much you as a parent hold on to shit like pacifiers and bottles and all things that are still baby. I mean my baby is now a poop in the potty, pacifier free, bike riding little boy. And he isn’t even 3. WTF! This kid amazes me every freaking day. And I’m beyond proud of him.

He is still asking for baba, but not making much of a deal about it. I took away one of the last things that he has cherished and used every day since he was born, the idea of that makes me want to cry, I’m amazed he is so cool with it. I’m sure he will won’t forget anytime soon, this kids memory is for real. But another hump over come in the transition to a real big boy.

Easter 2014

Well holy shit y’all, I finished my first book in probably a year.  Per the usual, I feel all good and accomplished and am now on a book high.  So tell me what to read next before this wears off.

Well holy shit y’all, I finished my first book in probably a year. Per the usual, I feel all good and accomplished and am now on a book high. So tell me what to read next before this wears off.

We just had a meeting with a realtor about selling our house

And let me tell you, I am very fucking overwhelmed. And also completely underwhelmed with what we can sell this house for.