Thank you for the CARS chair. If I were older I would not only have been old enough to watch the new movie, I would also be big enough to get myself into this chair without your help. As it stands however, you had to lift me into the chair, then yell at me to sit still while you took the picture, bribe me with frosted animal crackers if I would sit still, and then threaten to take my milk away from me if I wouldn't make a good picture for you. I love you but you are freaking nuts. (AND for the record.... the next time you say that I have a Bieber haircut, I'm not going to kiss you bye-bye.)
This is my documentation of my life after turning 50. Lots of recipes, some healthy, some not so much... tossed up with a hefty dose of sarcasm and motherly love.
My email address: maggielauerrdh(at)yahoo.com