An Intervention Might Be In Order

I am officially in love with The Pioneer Woman. She speaks to me. She uses butter...lots and lots of butter. I'm obsessed with her new cookbook and I wish I could make every recipe in it right NOW.

I should be thinking of enrolling in some kind of fitness class (Zumba, anyone?) since I no longer have another human being sucking the nutrients out of my body and making my metabolism go bonkers. Also, I feel like I really can't get away with sporting a legit beer belly anymore. Tragic.

This morning we had Jackie over for an experimental cooking brunch using recipes from The Pioneer Woman. It felt like the good old days back in Food Prep class; people were chopping and whisking, standing around looking confused, cursing the day the pancake flipper was born. Food was undercooked, burned, undercooked again and then devoured. It was fantastic and delicious. We made sour cream pancakes, huevos hyacinth and Jackie brought over warm banana bread. I couldn't think of a better way to spend the morning.

Speaking of hard work, Audrey and I have been working our hineys off making Valentines in time for the big day. I just forgot that I also should have allowed time to mail them. If you're lucky, you might spot one of these in your mailbox before Easter.

Speaking of Valentine's Day, My parents are coming to visit this Sunday!!!! Right now they are probably going out of their minds crazy trying to get everything done for V-Day, (My fingers are throbbing just thinking of all the balloon tying I used to get roped into on Valentine's Day morning.) but we can't wait to see them and make them yummy food. Grandma and Grandpa G. will be here for a week and then Hannah will be back with us for two weeks after that. I love extra hands. They make it easier to cook!