As I was scrolling through my Pinterest feed this morning, I came across a recipe for pancakes that uses only three ingredients: bananas, eggs, and cinnamon. And if you’re feeling daring, you can add a splash of vanilla extract. All of the pictures attached were fluffy, light, normal-looking pancakes like you’d get at our local diner. Read More “It tastes just like the real thing!” and other lies found on Pinterest
The Shittiest Princess is a series of funny fairy tales for those of us who ain’t exactly cartoon princesses. Stay tuned for a new adventure every week! You can find the whole series here.
There were, once upon a time, two childhood girlfriends named Poot and Bucky. Poot was the shittiest princess, and Bucky was the shittiest daughter of a duke this side of Hazard County. Bucky was so named because her front teeth stuck straight out. Also, because she resembled a bronco.
As a rule, I don’t DIY. In fact, when a friend got married I told her I would do anything to help her, but I couldn’t be expected to DIY anything. Because I am pretty bad at it. Read More Things I Will Never Do
I will be the first to admit that both things in the title can be incredibly difficult to achieve. However, channeling the ability to do both are highly beneficial, especially if one can manage to achieve both at the same time. Read More Work Hard and Be Nice to People
I bring home a substantial amount of crap. In my head, there is a vision, but the side-eye I receive until the finished product is presented is substantial. Read More Refashion an Old Birdcage as a Garden Planter
Maybe you’re one of those people blessed with air conditioning, but I spent all summer sweating it out and not wanting to cook anything. After a while, there were foods I wanted, but the brain-melting temperatures made turning on the oven the last thing I wanted to do. Now, finally, it’s cooled off here and I’m feeling ambitious.
I have a zit. FYI for those of you under 30: zits don’t stop after your 20s. They keep coming. Maybe vaguely less frequently than before, but they’ll pop up even after two decades of awesome zit strategies.
Because I am lactose intolerant and the Lactaid/lactase-enzyme pills do not work for me when it comes to many rich desserts, my life has been devoid of peanut butter cups in any satisfying quantity. Until now. Behold, my friends, this superior moment of deliciousness: