Category Archive: Laughing At Spilled Milk

Feb
15
2012

Laughing At Spilled Milk: Picaken – a Test of Womanhood

Three step Picaken

Okay, I don’t usually post this frequently but the following must be processed. I’m thinking about making a picaken for Troy’s birthday.  For those of you who may not know, it’s a pie baked into a cake.  This totally cool blogging chick, Jamie the Very Worst Missionary,* made it for her family and it intrigued …

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Feb
13
2012

Laughing At Spilled Milk: Romantic Valentine’s Days and other Legends

“All of my friends put down Valentine’s Day.  They say it’s a made up holiday for greeting card companies to make money and so it’s stupid.  Deep down we all know they are devaluing to avoid disappointment.  But I want a Valentine and I’m not afraid to say it!” – Jenny Girl Ah, Valentine’s Day: …

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Jan
07
2012

Laughing At Spilled Milk: I Am My Own Grandma

My dad is married to my mother-in-law. Let that sink in a moment. Picture this: it’s 1989 and I’m seeing a man who can only be described as my dream guy.  Compatible life goals, personality, red hair – the complete package.  I mean, this could be “the one” except… His heart was recently broken and …

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Dec
01
2011

Laughing At Spilled Milk: Franken-oven

This past July my most prized culinary possession – the convection oven – was killed by lightening.  Seriously, lightening hit our house and fried our range. It is a miracle that this was all that perished. Now, I would love to blame the fact that we have gone four months without an oven on Troy (especially …

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Oct
21
2011

Laughing At Spilled Milk: Night of IKEA

(OK, yes, this post is pretty long – about double my usual length – but the experience documented below felt much, much longer) I’ve been putting off writing about this because to do so I am forced to relive the experience, but back in early September Troy and I went to IKEA. IKEA: a perfect …

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Oct
04
2011

Laughing At Spilled Milk: Scrapbooking

OK, so I don’t scrapbook. Never saw the point.  Not only did I not have the time when the kids were growing up, but there was NO WAY I could have justified it to Troy, my thrifty Scotsman. “Hey baby, I’m going to take this simple $10 slip in the pocket photo album and turn it into …

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Sep
21
2011

Dear Me, About Patience Part Two

“Love is Patient.” 1Corinthians 13:4 “There are two cardinal sins from which all others spring: impatience and laziness.” – Franz Kafka Dear Me, So, its 4pm Christmas Eve 1996 and the entire extended family will be descending upon your home in T-minus 16 hours. In that time you need to finish cleaning the house, prep …

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Jun
08
2011

Dear Me, About Dinner Parties…

Dear Me, Dinner parties are scary.  They really, really are.  You are setting yourself up to be judged as a homemaker, hostess, cook and woman in general.  It’s a lot of pressure, but when you know what you’re doing, they can be fun and enrich friendships. Let’s be frank.  You are the Lucille Ball of …

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