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Has anybody else noticed this outpouring of recipes and high-speed cooking videos of various dishes made with cauliflower? On the Tasty YouTube channel, there’s over a dozen recipes trying to dress it up. It begs the question: is this ugly white vegetable the new kale? Cauliflower cheesy bread and cauliflower pizza. Cauliflower fried rice and cauliflower buffalo wings. Mashed cauliflower and cauliflower tots. Cheesy cauliflower and cauliflower chowder. Honestly, the list has me sounding like Bubba from Forest Gump when he talks about shrimp. Don’t believe me? If you look this up on Pinterest, you’ll find yourself down a rabbit hole, about rabbit food! This is getting out of control! Before Pinterest, there was no such thing as a “gender reveal party” or 50 Shades of Cauliflower. Continue reading at Portland Moms Blog!

Since becoming a mom I stopped caring whether or not my socks match. Frankly, I haven’t the time nor patience after doing everyone else’s laundry! Isn’t that typical? We are used to putting our tiny humans’ needs before our own. Motherhood is forcing me to care less about stuff that doesn’t matter and redefine failure. After all, we have much more important things to worry about. You’re not a failure if your socks don’t match. Socks are the worst part of doing laundry and everyone knows it! A few years ago, premom me put my husband’s socks in the fire pit and burned them. He got all new socks. That’s right. I’m your crazy neighbor who burned her husband’s socks. AND I’LL DO IT AGAIN. Very cathartic. Socks don’t match: -1 point. Burning Husband’s socks: +50 points. I am scorekeeper in a game that only other moms understand! Continue reading…

Steve Jobs? Adopted. Whether you are a fan or love Apple products or not, you can’t deny the man’s contributions to technology and creativity that changed the world. Or what about Thor’s brother, super villain-hottie-frost giant, Loki? Also adopted. Probably not a great example. SUPERMAN. Yes, even Superman was adopted. The moment our eyes met, it was love. No, I’m not talking about Loki. No, I’m not even talking about my husband. He was a dork who became my friend and one day I woke up and realized I could not live without him; he was more than I ever dreamed of. But as I said, love came later. Love at first sight was when I met my children. (Finish reading the rest at Portland Moms Blog!)