I'm resharing my recipe for Garlic/parmesan tossed pretzel bites because I am thinking about starting a baking/food blog and I would like some more feedback from you helpful ladies and gents.

As far as breaking down in the kitchen over a chicken while sleep-deprived, here's my story. A few years ago I was taking care of my wife who had just gotten home from the hospital from a life-threatening (but fortunately totally curable) infection and my kids had relatively minor health stuff going on at the time…

Oh lovely, a new way to never shut the fuck up about Crossfit.

My fiancee and I got matching equilateral triangle outlines (though the weird angles of our forearms in this photo makes them look different) in anticipation of our wedding. We chose triangles for psychologist Robert Sternberg's "Triangular Theory of Love," which theorizes that there are three main components of love:…

I think the phone ringing all the time, people wanting your input bit is important. For a lot of people, planning the wedding might be one of the only times their opinion is valued or at least central to what is going on (especially for women in more traditional families). The other thing is if you have an…

For me, it wasn't a letdown so much as a shock. Here I'd been thinking of little else than my wedding for going on a year. The phone ringing constantly with people wanting my input, changes being made - like finding out that my reception venue had decided they could rent the hall to us and the yard to another group,…

We are commercial fishermen. That's how we met.

Ok, so apparently I hallucinated this but I thought Herbal Essences was gone for a few years. I dunno. I didn't see them around and they just recently came back.

Not a wedding, but...the pianist at my father-in-law's funeral snuck "The Victors" into the recessional hymn. My FIL was a huge Michigan fan.

"My kid just wasn't doing the things other kids were doing, you know?"

My meltdown was over food too. My junior year of college, I was so in love with a guy who was in love with me too, but in a three year relationship. He would later dump his girlfriend, date me for six months, dump me, and then get back together with his original girlfriend. They later got married.

One of my last semesters in college I had let my roommate talk me into renting an apartment at a really weird apartment complex in Austin called the Metropolis which was painted psychedelic colors and housed a lot of artistic and obviously drug friendly people. I was a middle class kid from a small town and a huge…

This is a story of how one of the worst days of my life ended up reaffirming my faith in strangers and in the human race in general.

I'm not quite sure how it happened, but the last time I did acid I ended up sobbing about how much I hate blue raspberry-flavored foods. Like, big shuddering gasp-y sobs.

He was so nonthreatening to girls who were afraid of their hormones kicking in. Perfect teen star.

Unrelated, but inspired by the section about your hair.

I rewrite popular songs as songs about my cats and sing them to them constantly. My favorite is a song for my cat called Meachie set to the tune of "Fuck the Pain Away" by Peaches that goes:

I'm recently divorced and living alone for the first time ever. It's AMAZING. My ex husband was super critical and I am experiencing freedom like I've never known.

WOMBSANITY!

I was once in a "fancy" Chinese restaurant in Chicago for my birthday and they had just waxed the floors. EVERYONE was falling down. Servers, customers, everyone. It was bizarre and hilarious. The management was losing their minds over how many meals they were comping. I wiped out before I even got to my table. My…