I am good at self-denial. If there is a book out there pro-porting to solve all of my life’s woes by just cutting back on this or doing without that, I’m all about it. I can wear old clothes and trudge about in shoes with holes in the sole and have an internal glow of satisfied martyrdom. I’m be a very good nun. The Bearded Wonder and I are forever in a quandary about how to make our money stretch…
Saturdays tend to be all things food. Meal planning for the week. grocery shopping. Baking. It’s rather a lovely thing.…
I grew up on Doritos and Hamburger Helper. When you are raised by a single dad, food has to be…
I am a tightwad. If it cannot be homemade, thrift-stored, Craig’s Listed, or simply done-without then I probably don’t bother…
No pie this week. We are all sick as dogs and I cannot even imagine making a pie. But I…
My dad taught me to be suspicious of fads; hold fast to who I am and what I like. But…
