Beans matter. Especially when you drive by the bean plant on vacation. Naturally, you gotta back that tour bus up and check it out. I even ate pinto bean pie in the Bush's Bean Cafe. OH YEAH.
Please meet my most favorite cookies in the entire world. I love cookies. All kinds for the most part. But THESE, these are my favorite. And they will TOTALLY matter when I die. Because when I eat them, I think of my Mom. My mom is the best. And she always made us these pumpkin cookies around Halloween for our parties at school and everyone's mouths would turn green and blue. But the real reason that they will matter isn't hat we dyed kids' faces ugly-ass colors, or the fact that they're probably loaded with delicious, delectable calories, or that I hid some of this particular batch from my husband (sorry love! :) ) just so I could eat them...No, they'll matter because they remind me of my mom and spending time with her as we decorated cookie after cookie after cookie.
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P.S. Cookie donations are always accepted at my house. I'll inbox you my address if you're interested.
Yeah, I'm brave posting a photo of my disastrous kitchen. It looks like this sometimes. And when this happens, it means we've been busy. Too busy to clean up after ourselves. Or...too lazy. Anyway, I spend too much time hating life when our house is dirty. Because, really, when I'm dead, I probably won't care whether or not our kitchen was clean all the time.
It'll matter that my husband and I made this giant snowman--who looks as if he's high (on what, you decide)--in front of our house last winter. The dogs pulled his arms off, and someone in the neighborhood stole his sweet hat, but the dude lived on till he was a little pile of snow.
So, this one time, I had some beer. And this is what was written underneath the bottle cap.
It'll matter when I'm dead because that was some magic beer! I'd been struggling through some writing endeavors and had put aside the keyboard for a while. This was like some sign from the universe that I needed to get my shit back together.