Clean your dishwasher with KoolAid. Great, another thing I have to clean.
I still have a whole bag full of empty formula cans that I could use to make this ABC game for Bean. I'd like to really emphasize the "could" part of that sentence.
I want an Easy Bake oven so that I can have one of these Easy Bake Oven Cookbooks. I mean BEAN wants an Easy Bake oven. Bean. Not me. No, not me.
I really want a terrarium. If I were going to make one, I'd use this tutorial. But I wished Hubz would use it instead and make me one. It's not like he does anything else, you know.
I think the Pioneer Woman should be investigated to make sure she's really human. I mean nobody but her, Martha Stewart and maybe June Cleaver could come up with this idea for these really cute flower pot desserts. I pray to God y'all know who June Cleaver is. I overheard a youngster say the other day "Who's Carol Brady?" What? Get off my planet.
I actually made some of this homemade hair detangler the other day. It works pretty good...when you remember to spray it on...
I love this recipe for blueberry muffins made from baking mix. Well, duh! How else do you make muffins?!? Oh yeah! There are people out there that *gasp* BAKE FROM SCRATCH. Egads!
I grew up on a farm. Yes, it's true. We had horses, pigs, cows, a turkey once, and some devil-possessed chickens, too. Every summer, and I am not exaggerating here, I would spend my summer vacation shucking corn, shelling beans, snapping peas. I HATED IT. I would tell my Granny that when I grew up I would never, ever plant a garden. I told her there was a reason God invented the grocery store and it was to save me from all that work. Now, I am trying to convince Hubz to help me do some Square Foot Gardening. My Granny is probably looking down laughing and saying "I told you so."