Archive for September, 2010

Who am I?

Friday, September 3rd, 2010

So who are you, Superwife? What are you all about? Ahhh, my favorite topic. ME. I'm quite the expert on that subject, actually. My name is Molly and at the time of this writing, I'm 23 and residing in the beautiful state of Arizona. I was born and raised in Alaska- I'd like to give [...]

Apparently, there's a manual for what I do

Friday, September 3rd, 2010

NOBODY puts baby in the corner!

Friday, September 3rd, 2010

I was woken up today by Ben looking sheepish about missing work. It was nice to see him for more than 10 minutes though- as usually he wakes me up just in time to see him off, then I go about my day. I'm busy pulling back my hair and washing my face when I [...]

Insanity defined?

Friday, September 3rd, 2010

Someone once told me (or forwarded to me, I often get personal interaction confused with email) that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different outcome. A psych student at the time, I scoffed at this layman's over simplification and headed for my trusty DSM4. It [...]

Recipe- Meat Sauce

Friday, September 3rd, 2010

Cooking is something I enjoy doing. My mother, bless her heart, never failed in passing on important life lessons while growing up- cooking being one of them. Another one being 'if you want to keep your man, you better learn to give a good beej.' That last one didn't really click until I was a [...]

Like I needed more UV exposure…

Friday, September 3rd, 2010

Maybe I'm a teenager of the 90's, maybe I haven't hit the anti-wrinkle panic phase yet or maybe it's just because my mom used to tell me that brown fat is prettier than white fat…. but MY HEAD MAY EXPLODE IF I DON'T OWN THIS. This little marvel of modern superficiality is the ProSun SunShower. [...]

Desperation

Friday, September 3rd, 2010

One single, lonely pudding cup. I saw it sitting in the cabinet while I was putting away some Terra chips, almost finished cleaning the kitchen. It's five brothers and sisters had already since been devoured and it looked ever so pathetic, sitting on the top shelf all by it's little lonesome. Something had to be [...]