Financial relationship health begins BEFORE you get married. Once you are planning on marriage (or living together), there needs to a complete open-book financial review with you and your partner where both sides provide every asset, debt, bank account, brokerage, etc. 

“Jar of olive salad”? Doesn’t this sort of scream for a recipe? Mine includes several types of olives, lots of fresh parsley/thyme/oregano/basil (preferably fresh), lemon juice, olive oil, shallot, and pickled sweet cherry peppers (ditch all those seeds, though), all processed into a thick paste. 

I shop Aldi every week and often other customers will pay it forward and offer me or another shopper their empty shopping cart after unloading their groceries.

That wooden spoon sitting in the water is triggering...

Maybe I’m just feeling vulnerable today, but I feel attacked...

PTSD

“Chemicals” are everywhere around us, even these “natural” recipes still contain chemicals. 

Or – and hear me out – making your bed is NOT important. Don’t make your bed.

Prior to making your stew be sure and make an easy no-knead bread in your Dutch oven to go with it. I recently discovered that this is a thing, and I’m hooked on it. I never thought turning out tasty fresh baked bread could be so easy.

“Not buying a house if you can”

This sounds like a great way to encourage mold growth on your mattress, especially if it’s foam. 

These all seem like in a pinch back-up uses for peanut butter if you don’t have the APPROPRIATE substance for the task.

A Turkish breakfast is my favorite, typically cheese, olives, eggs, bread, tomato, hummus. Usually I just abbreviate it to cheese and olives.

I can’t stand chemical smells, and always buy the unscented soap and softeners, so the plainer smelling, the better as far as I’m concerned.

I put this up here because I did it to be cheap; it may not have been a crappy gift, but it was one that my total expenditure for three sets of coasters came out to about $15. I think that motives should count, too.

My mom pulled the ultimate example of this sort of thing when she knitted me a sweater with my name on it...after I changed my name...and the sweater bore the name she gave me at birth. I hate that name.

My uncle tried something like this once and I was the recepient of the really tastless joke gift. It was a super racist figurine (blackfaceish caricature).

I went the handmade route one year by taking a couple sets of generic round cork coasters and tying Turk’s-head knots in colored paracord worked flat (like this), and then glued the knots in place on top of the coaster to ensure that the knot would remain flat and not get twisted up. Because I was using a fairly…

pink peppercorns are a member of the cashew family, which is horrible news for those of you with tree nut allergies.

I’ve been meaning to try Chow.com’s peppercorn mix for a while: