beam me up, scotchie (plus a #giveaway)

I think I've always been a fan of oatmeal scotchies, and they've had the honor of being deemed my number one cookie once or twice.

saved by the sauce

Okay, so even though my honey likes his pork shoulder without any glitz or glamour, I'm only human. I occasionally often make mistakes.

millions of peaches

I think that if you say you love peaches, you have accepted (and perhaps relish) the fact that you can't eat one without getting its juices all over yourself.

still single...(and an outstanding #giveaway!)

Single serve, that is.

krim reaper

Even though I haven't been what would be considered a bona fide scientist for several years, I don't think I'll ever stop overanalyzing problems and running experiments to prove or disprove a hypothesis. The setting and equipment (and necessary degree of precision) are just a little bit different than they were in my school days.

maybe he won't notice...

There are some food-related things that I like to remain unchanged (...until I suddenly get tired of those items and want something completely different). These things include but are not limited to my weekday breakfast (Lucky Charms, if you must know, which replaced a years-long obsession with Honey Bunches of Oats with Almonds) and my before-bed treat (creamsicles for the win!)(previously a homemade caramel steamer,for which it's entirely too hot right now).

beginner's luck

I was having a conversation with a coworker the other day and we somehow found ourselves discussing casinos.

rotten luck, rotten plants

My family is full of green-thumbed gardeners, and they all told us* we were nuts to nurture five squash plants for two people. They might've been right, but we'll never know.