One American Mother’s Humble Opinion

I was planning to let this year expire before making the declaration that my idea of daily posts was a tragically failed experiment. At this point, though, I think it’s best to go ahead and call it. Kind of like forfeiting in the seventh when you’re down by ten runs. Which, apparently, can’t actually happen….

Q: When is Sunday night like Saturday night? A: When Riley says she’ll try to get something done Saturday night. Get it? It’s a procrastination joke. So, first off, I made French toast for dinner. Two pieces of challah, loads of syrup. Nothing redeeming about it. Other than the fact that it was delicious. And…

Chocolate, chocolate, sweet decadent, melty-finger chocolate. What do I really need to say? Honestly, unless you have an allergy (my sincerest sympathies) or an abnormal palate, you already know the virtues of chocolate. Cocoa is simply one of the most precious commodities on earth. It’s one of those rare earthly substances that, when sweetened and solidified…