Nothing Ever Happens on My Street
Reporting on the minutiae of the day
I don’t like to eat first thing in the morning. My stomach is not ready. I believe if my motor skills are operating enough to get me showered, dressed, and out the door, my stomach can sleep in until later. When my stomach is ready, I’m usually sitting at my desk at work. I’ve learned… Continue reading Makin’ Granola
Nothing makes me feel I’ve got my shit together more than making an egg sandwich on my way to work in the morning. Cooking breakfast, meaning actually heating up a pan…on the stove (!), channels both 50’s housewives and the “you can do it all” woman of the 21st century and it's simple. It just… Continue reading Cheese and Egg Sandwich Sweat
