My earliest memory of my dad is at our first house in Houston. Both Mom and Dad sang songs to us—songs I later sang to my child and foster kids. One of Dad’s favorites was You Are My Sunshine. When he’d come home from work, he’d say, “Come on, sunshine,” and take me outside to…
Have you ever given a heartfelt gift to someone, and it starts off as the sweetest, most touching moment only to spiral into an absolute morbid disaster? Well, welcome to the tale of me and my dear friend Bre. The other day, we met for lunch at this cute local taco place with outdoor seating…perfect…
My husband and I both love our spices, but let’s be real—80% of them are his. He’s all about trying new flavor blends for various meats, while I prefer my spices plain and simple so I can control them better. Well, unless we’re talking about Indian food—Garam Masala gets a pass. But the other day,…