My husband leaves newspapers in the bathroom all the time. A guy thing, I suppose. Gotta poop? Need to take the paper with ya. When I was tidying up in there yesterday, the headline above caught my eye. Then I started reading. Ohmigod. Seriously. The stupid people rear their ugly […]
Post-Super Bowl nachos
To quote my friend Tracy, “These are mine, nachos.” The plan was to make ’em yesterday, but my husband wasn’t feeling all that well and it’s not as much fun to eat ooey-gooey nachos all by your lonesome. So tonight it was. Yum! Oh, and my vote for the best […]