trrriple thrrreat

Celebrating minuscule, ordinary accomplishments today. 

Your ant hill is my Kilimanjaro. 

I've been a huge failure on the domestic front these days with nothing to blame other than one needvacuum toddler, one fairly easy pregnancy and one husband working vampire hours which are all invalid and pathetic excuses. 

Frozen pizza (albeit...cooked!), peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, chicken nuggets, Costco hot dog and Coke combos and more cooked (formerly frozen) pizza have been making up our dinners lately. And I wonder why Julia's teeth are spaced so far apart and her hair is thinning up top.  Anyway...thank goodness for time never wasted on the internet as I turned things around momentarily today after I was 'Pinspired' by two super healthy and fortifying recipes

Snickerdoodle Muffins

and

Honey Chicken

(fried, not baked)

(pictured above but now kind of makes me want to vom)

(also...I am now freelancing as a food photographer..fyi)

I'm sure you've been sorely missing my zesty alterations...which will return in approximately six-eight months (when I expect my postpartum figure to return) but I did finally finish a nursing cover to call my own. yippee.
(Sorry I'm not modeling...next time perhaps)

and Julia has an ugly, unfortunate, unicorny and angry red blemish which I am trying to tame with my baking soda paste skin cure-all. So far...no luck....no luck at all.

All I can conjure.
 For now.

Smileys abound.