I shared 20 Things I Learned in College, and in two days it became my all-time most popular post. That means I pretty much spent Tuesday and Wednesday watching my blog stats blow up. It was exciting, and honestly, a little scary. I like that post, though, and think it is a better representation of my voice than my previous top post, so I’m glad to see it on top, and pleased that others like it, too. Reminiscing about those awesome years in the late 90s made me want to see my college buddies, and had me shopping for a new pair of Doc Martens.
I have been (and will continue) sharing the blogs of the women whose essays will be in the upcoming anthology, I Just Want To Pee Alone. Here’s the book cover! If you are like me, this whole “Amy getting published” thing seems more reasonable when you see that the book has a toilet on the cover. If I haven’t mentioned it yet, this book is for grown-ups. But NOT my grandparents. Probably not your grandparents, either.
Crock Pot Thursday actually happened for us on the following Monday because it took me four days to get organized enough to have the proper ingredients. This Chicken Cordon Bleu recipe was worth the trouble. Based on the way my kids chowed it down, I’d say it was a kid-friendly dish. I solemnly swear to pay closer attention to the ingredients list and my on-hand ingredients in order to avoid three trips to the store for one blasted recipe. Not to brag, but one week later, and so far so good!
When my husband was in graduate school, we lived in an awesome city and made lifelong friends. Something happened at a bar, and we vowed never to speak of it. Does writing about it on my blog count? Someone asked if it was a sponsored post because of the way I waxed on about DoubleTree cookies. It was not. I just love those cookies so much, and will pretend to be a hotel guest to score complimentary cookies. Dear DoubleTree, if you are reading this, feel free to send me cookies. I’ll keep talking about them!
Graham found some sunscreen in the car (I’m sure I’ve cleaned my car out at least once since summer…or not.) and I asked him not to mess with it. My kids are such good listeners.
