This is my Crock Pot Tomato Sauce. I adapted it from a recipe I saw online somewhere forever ago. My nearly three-year-old daughter loves it and it's hearty enough that my carnivorous hubby-to-be doesn't notice when it doesn't have meat. But you can totally add meat to it later, especially if cooking for vegans, vegetarians, and omnivores alike. And it is SUPER easy!
There is a great article that John Cheese wrote about what growing up poor does to your brain. It's pretty dead-on. One of the things is that when you have extra money, the desire is to spend it RIGHT NOW before some disaster happens and you have to use it to take care of that instead. For years, that was me. And then, after lots of soul searching and hard lessons, I went so far the opposite direction that my cheapness probably qualifies as a mental illness.
I'm pretty stoked that I just found the perfect Father's Day gift(s) for my dad over on Think Geek, so I thought I'd give y'all a heads-up if you were still looking. Think Geek has these cool Father's Day gift sets, from Garden Dad, to Star Wars Dad and more! And here's a special code for a free shipping offer.
My husband and I live in the parsonage of the church where we work part-time. What this means is really amazing, financially speaking — we get to live in a giant, lovingly-maintained, FREE house. All of this is obviously wonderful, but we moved into this house from a tiny student apartment. And we didn't have enough furniture to fill THAT place. Basically, our discretionary income doesn't rise to the occasion of this grand home. And I learned that you don't realize how much Wanting Stuff and Acquiring Stuff weighs you down until you just stop doing it.
Let's talk about body love. Not that kind of body love (though we like that, too), but rather loving and respecting your body as it is (and not how you think it should be — smaller, bigger, greener, more made of money, etc.). That's why we are psyched about this online course called Summer of Body Love offered by Everyday Feminism.
I've noticed something now that I'm married… I feel like I've totally been getting "wifed" recently, and not-so-much by strangers or friends, but by my family, who really should know me better. From my sister to my father, for some reason everyone assumed I would change because *gasp* "I'm a wife now!"