D-Files

OK my friends... after a LONG hiatus, here we are again.  Hiatus partially because I went out of the country...more of that in another blog...and its so hard to get back going again once you've stopped...and partially because I got frustrated that I wasn't seeing immediate results.  I know...patience is a virtue, and I apparently was lacking in that particular virtue.  Well I will be pleased to update you with a pleasant update!  But to start us off today. . . Romance Challenge #3 !!! "Little Things Mean A Lot! Every once in a while, a scene like this will play out while watching a romantic chick-flick in our house.  Me : "awwww...that's so sweet/romantic/amazing... why don't you ever do anything special like that for me anymore?!?  That's so not fair.  You must not love me anymore." (something to that effect, knowing full well he does love me...don't worry...I'm little miss drama queen) Rob :"Sweetie, we're married.  I don'...

By popular request, here they are! 2 Cups biscuit mix 1/2 cup shredded mild cheddar cheese 2/3 cup milk 4 Tbsp butter 1/4 tsp garlic powder parsley flakes for sprinkling 1. Preheat the oven to 450 F 2. Stir together the biscuit mix, cheddar and milk until a soft dough forms.  Beat with a  wooden spoon for about 30 seconds. 3. Spoon onto a greased  cookie sheet.  Smooth down the tops to preventhard points from forming. 4. Bake 8-10 minutes, until the tops are brown. 5. While the biscuits are baking, melt the butter in a pan and stir in the garlic powder. 6. Once the biscuits are done, brush the butter on the tops, sprinkle with  parsley flakes, and serve hot!

Ok, so I am having a moment of self-pity here.  I know everyone will probably be trying to offer words to uplift and give hope, but sometimes, that just makes things feel worse. Cause in the back of yorue head, youre thinking "I know there are miracle stories, and I know that in most cases, everything turns out just fine...but not always.  And what if I'm one of those 'not always'?"  Sometimes, theres just nothing anyone can say to help.  And I think these are one of those moments that I'm just going to have to ride out.  And I know, in the end, no matter what the result is, I will be fine.  But getting to that point isn't always fun. Here I am, turning 28 soon.  Everyone says, thats so young.  I have time.  But it doesn't always feel that way.  Everyone around me is having babies.  Not only that, but having their second, and third babies.  And some of these people are quite a bit younger than me.  I know I can't compare...