If I Ruled the World

You know what happens when women get together and start talking about their ideal this and ideal that? Pretty soon you go from talking about Starbucks to how your future home is going to have an outdoor patio kitchen, 2 golden retrievers and in home gym.

Well two of my best blog gal pals and I decided to keep the conversation going. You know these girls?

They are the funniest, sweetest and most creative ladies I know. So why wouldn't we get together to tell you all about how life would be just a little bit sweetier if we ruled the world? Be sure to check out their blogs today too and read about their worlds. Chances are, they'll be a lot wittier than me! 

If I ruled the world my kids...I almost said would stay just the way they are but we all know that's crazy talk. If I ruled the world, my kids would have an attention span that would at least allow me to sneak in an extra episode of whatever show I am currently bingeing at the time, while they played with toys or did a craft. I swear, if I am able to occupy them for even a minute, the second I start out of the room, their little mommy radars go off, lights flashing.

But it all seriousness, if I ruled the world, my kids would only ever face adversities that they immediately knew they had the confidence and strength to face, that they get to fall in love and only get their heart good and broken one time, while they are still young. In my world, they'd always have a sense of curiosity, and they'd always be brave.

If I ruled the world, I'd always look like Kate Upton so that sex would always look like a tutorial in Men's Journal or GQ. Also, it would burn enough calories and tone enough muscles that it could officially take the place of any cardio or 5k training I would ever need. I mean, I've seen Zumba and that's pretty much the same thing, am I right?

If I ruled the world, I would have known way back in the day when I started friending everyone and their dog just how potentially ANNOYING those "friends" could be. Now that I have so many, it's too big a pain in the ass to unfriend them all so my newsfeed is too overwhelming. The unfollow button is my REAL best friend on Facebook.  But in all seriousness, if I ruled the world, my Facebook feed would only feature cute pictures of my niece, funny random posts from Grandma Terry and witty stuff from smart people.

If I ruled the world, everything in life would have Hefe filter on it. And you and I would follow each other and life would be grand. Man I love Instagram. 

This is easy. If I ruled the world, every outfit I ever pinned would magically appear in my closet and I would actually BE the creative, crafty, organized and well dressed woman Pinterest makes me feel like. Check out my recipes, hypothetical wedding plans and fantasy wardrobe here.

If I ruled the world...everyone could just do and be whatever they wanted. And I mean that to be taken with a grain of salt. Just, be and let be. If you want to have a passionate love affair with your Voltswagon like that guy on TLC, so be it. If you fall in love with someone at an inopportune time in your life, worse things have happened. Just let it be. 

If I ruled the world, we would all look at the people who are in love and in healthy relationships and just wish them well. Not judge them, not be jealous, not pass it off as something less. And while I was ruling, I would also make sure that everyone felt love every day, in some form or another. 

If I ruled the world, family would always remember where they got their start and would always just know the way back home.

Cell phones:
If I ruled the world, cell phones would never break (especially the BRAND new ones that you were totally in love with). Plus, they would have everlasting battery life, and a new model with better features would only come out like, once every two years so that you would have plenty of time to prepare and you wouldn't have phone envy the day after you got your new phone and it was already the older version. 

If I ruled the world, everyone would just blog whatever they wanted and we would all have more time to sit and read each other's words and be happy. We are so fortunate to have a world where we can connect with others who have so much of the same humor and who are all so creative. I LOVE blogging. I love the outlet it gives me and I love the people I have met both in real life and mostly just on Snap Chat ( Gin & Bare It ) In my world, there would always be a place we could easily meet in person for drinks on Thursdays (and Fridays and Saturdays too). 

What would happen if YOU ruled the world? 

Sunday Randomness

Are you ready just about the most random blog post ever? 

It's Sunday morning...R1 is sleeping on the couch next to me, snoring like a banchee and I'm just going to go ahead and call it now: I bet he'll be sick with respiratory crap by the end of the day or tomorrow. Whenever he gets upper respiratory problems, his voice changes. It's done that ever since he was little so it's a pretty good indication that he will be an unhappy little kiddo these next few days. Bring on the meds! 

My favorite thing to do on Sundays is to cuddle on the couch with a warm cup of whatever I can find. Today, it's Red Rose hot tea in Creme Caramel. 

I got my hands on a Influenster VoxBox this month and it was full of great stuff like the tea, John Frieda's Frizz Ease, Hershey kisses, a Botanics clay mask and falsies. I keep trying to come up with a place to go that will warrant wearing false eye lashes and can't come up with anything so there's a good chance I will just wear them around the house and feel pretty all by myself. The clay mask was amazing and I noticed an immediate smoothness in my face, I can't wait to use it again next week to see more of a difference! 

I also got my hands on some awesome Glade products, thanks to BzzAgent, including a new Glade Scented Oil Customizables and Wax Melts. The Customizable automatically switches between 2 scents throughout the day. I like it because they aren't too overwhelming and give off the perfect level of scent. 

Yesterday, I took the littles to the Lincoln Children's Museum. It was amazing. Four floors of totally interactive, interesting and educational activities for the kids. They played in water (plus they had blow dryers on the walls to dry up afterwards, genius!) They went grocery shopping, they drove ambulances, planes, firetrucks and tractors and crawled in a giant mole hole maze. It was fun to see them have fun and learn so much at the same time. PLUS, I met Brin and lil Dex there, which was great. I love that gal! 

Speaking of my kiddos, they NEVER.STOP.TALKING.

Sometimes they don't even talk, it's like they just have to be making noise. Yes it's annoying, especially when I hear "hey, mom" no less than 55,000 times a day. But there are times when they are asking great questions or saying really funny random things. Yesterday was one of those days, so I made a point to remember some of the stuff they said so that I could share. 

Ryder (while watching Space Buddies) asked these questions in rapid succession:

  • How many astronauts have walked on the moon?
  • How many people have been in outer space?
  • How many people have walked around the entire moon?
  • Mom did you know on the other side of the world it's actually day time?
  • Did you know that it takes an entire month for the moon to go around the world?
  • Mom, did you know a cat is faster than a dog because the pup can't catch the kitten. The cats have bigger legs and the dogs are fatter and are harder to pick up.

Reese:(Just random things she says while prancing around the living room)  

  • Did you know that snakes lay eggs? And did you know there are baby snakes in them most of the time? 
  • My underwear are freaking me out.
  • Reese: Can we have breakfast or something?
    • Me: What do you want?
    • Reese: I don't know, something juicy?

Never a dull moment around here, folks. 

Pits and Peaks of the Weeky!

It's here! 

Happy Friday! 
So this week went by SUPER SUPER fast! 
Here's the deal about this week: There just aren't any pits. I mean, sure I slept through most of Jimmy Fallon, but I can always catch the episodes online. I mean, I love the Olympics so much but I cannot keep my eyes open late enough to watch Jimmy and I want to so bad! That little smirk he does when he knows he is being funny? I DIE. 

Another pit is that I realized next week I am enrolling my baby in PRE SCHOOL. How did that happen and why is Father Time playing tricks on me? I know she is so ready and will do great but I just can't believe she is really going to be starting school!

Peaks: Well There's the fact that my job is AMAZING. Like truly, if you ask me how my new job is, I am most likely going to say "oh, you know, it's great" but really, on the inside I want to dance up and down and be completely obnoxious and braggy about how awesome it is. My level of creativity and interaction with more people nowadays absolutely astounds me. I don't know what happened to the girl who was rather unmotivated in her career, but that chick is gone, gone gone. 

Other peaks: Um, why didn't I think of this right away? I'm going on VACATION. That's right, VACATION. New Jersey and New York City here we come! I don't think I've traveled more that a 200 mile radius in the last 10 years, so to say that it's about damn time is the understatement of the century. I can't wait to visit my family out there and just get a way for a while! 

And now for your viewing pleasure, here are two more things that added to my peaky week: Jimmy Fallon and Jonah Hill's hashtag scene and the catchiest damn song you'll ever hear: "Happy" by Pharrell Williams: 

Miss Allie and I would love love love for you to share your Pits and Peaks with us and link up below! 

I'm The Kind Of Girl Who...

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Yesterday there was a great link up over at HeyHollywood and I am just getting around to writing my post today. This is a great prompt and once I got started, I couldn't stop! 

Believes in the power of a restart button

Doesn't feel bad about indulging in guilty pleasures

Believes in the power of a sincere apology

Knows the power behind tears

Knows the power of a fountain Diet Pepsi and a long car ride with a good friend

Enjoys reconnecting with old pals you haven't heard from in years

Loves getting lost in a book.

Loves paperbacks over ebooks.

Sometimes wears too much make up and other days wears none at all

Wishes she took more pictures

Wishes she was better at sending thank you notes

Plays on the floor with her kids even though her house is a mess

Lets her kids eat on the living room floor on nights she feels like it

Sometimes lets jealously get the best of her

Is spiteful, even though she usually regrets it later

Truly strives to be a good friend

Writes to see how she really feels 

Bites her tongue in order to be a good listener

Puts ketchup on everything

Started drinking coffee because it seemed cool but now is addicted

Never gives up an opportunity to snuggle with her children

Always wishes she had more time

Takes one day at a time

What kind of girl are you? 

A Very Peaky Week!

My gosh, where do I start this week? 

First there are literally no pits this week. I mean I am sitting here trying to think of one and nothing is coming up. 
Oh, wait! I just thought of one! Ryder had a rough time at school earlier this week. I even got an email from his teacher. If you know Ryder, you know that he's rambunctious. Like, bull in a china cabinet crazy. His loving teacher calls it  problems  with "self control" which I think is the nicest way to put it. I just say  the kid can't sit still to save his life. And everything is just a little too much. For instance, if you get a hug from Ryder, it's not just a little squeeze. If he is hugging you, he's squeezing as hard as he can and chances are, lifting you off the ground and spinning you around as well.  So anyway, we had a long talk and I took his Xbox privileges away for the week. He gets them back IF when I email his teacher back today, she gives me a good report and tells me Ryder's behavior improved. Oh, the life of having a six year old... 

Peaks? Where do I start?? 

Start with a great day shopping and having lunch with my mom, sister, aunt, niece and manfriend, followed by finding a pair of Steve Madden boots that were $150.00 and I got them for $30! 
OH YEAH AND manfriend got us TICKETS TO SEE CHELSEA HANDLER! Which pretty much made my perfect day go off the charts.  I can.not.wait.!!!!!!!!!!! 

Then dinner was a pretty big peak too. I just realized I didn't get many pictures. A group of my very best friends took me out to dinner and then this lady showed up: 

Talk about a major surprise! I just kept jumping up and down asking her what she was doing there! My face still hurts from all the smiling! Plus, she brought me a cake, so that was just even better! 

You know what I felt like on my birthday? LOVED. 
That's really the only word that begins to describe how wonderful I felt yesterday. 
When you are lucky enough to find people who really make you happy, who bring out the best in you and in return, make you a better friend too, it's totally and utterly priceless and I can't imagine a better way to spend a birthday than surrounding myself with such amazing friends and family. 

Tonight, I have a hot Valentine's date with a couple cute little kiddos. They get to pick where we are going to dinner. Chances are, we'll end up at Subway but that's just fine with me! 

Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Can't wait to hear about your Pit&Peak! 

Happy Birthday to the Little Girl In Me

Something really ironic happened to me this week and I really can't help but smile at the irony in the timing of it all. 

You know how when you move, suddenly, boxes of old stuff pop up and you just can't help but sit and go through boxes and boxes for hours, reliving old memories? Well that's what happened to me recently. Randomly, among a bunch of Christmas decorations, I found a box full of old VHS video camera tapes, you know, the little guys that you have to put inside another VHS tape to watch. Anyway so I randomly decided I wanted to watch all of these old home videos and got on Amazon and found the adapter for $8.00. Thanks, Amazon Prime. 

The ironic part? I am sitting here on the eve of my 28th birthday and I am watching home videos of my 5th birthday and various Christmases and vacations. 

So these are images of the video with my mom and me after my 5th birthday party. I was confessing that a boy at my birthday party was actually my boyfriend. (I mean can you blame me? He was clearly the best at pin the tail on Joey McIntire and musical chairs (we rocked out to Vanilla Ice). 

I cried when I saw this video of my mom and me. Why? I think mostly because she looked at me exactly the same way that I look at my own children today. With complete wonder. 

I just can't help but think that there's a reason I am spending the night reliving birthdays that happened 25 years ago on the eve of my 28th birthday. There are so many moments where I watch the child in me act like the children that I would someday have.  I see my daughter in the way that my 3 year old self yelled for my grandpa and her giggles are the same. I recognize that the sassy 6 year old Jenni has some of the exact same habits of my own hyper little kindergartner. What a priceless gift. 

Tomorrow is my birthday and all I can think about is how unhappy and lost I felt this time last year...and in comparison to the hope and happiness I feel this time around...it's something I can't comprehend. 

Watching home videos of myself at the same age my  own children are now is so funny. I see how my mom reacted to me at that age and realize how similar we really are. And it makes me want to hug my mom  so hard. And my kids, too. And while we are at it, I wish I could hug my 3 year old self pretty hard too. (despite my terrible 90s bowl cut, I was pretty cute, believe it or not). 

I guess the point of this post is really to thank my mom. There she is, master of the musical chairs and pin the tail on the donkey, trying to pretend she hated being in the whatever hotel pool we were in during a vacation and loving every minute of Christmas morning. Thanks mom, for what seems like a million happy birthdays (though 28 isn't THAT many, is it??) 

I couldn't imagine a better way to ring in another year of being me than to sit and relive all the memories that made me me. 

I can't wait to make more memories to look back on. 

Happy Birthday to Jenni from the past and Happy HAPPY Birthday to Jenni in the years to come. 

Book Round Up

You know what I'm loving right now? 

First, I am loving that it's Monday and I am wearing a messy top knot and sweats. (on an uncool note, I am also wearing Uggs for house slippers because my electric bill continues to soar and I refuse to turn up my heat yet again). But really, I love my job and I love messy top knots on Monday mornings. 

I'm loving the fact that Thursday is my birthday, which means I get to have lunch and dinner with some of my favorite people in the entire world. My mom, sister, niece, aunt, manfriend and tons of friends. What could be better?

I'm loving that my kids will be back this week. I miss them so much it hurts. I've got our meals planned out, their room is all picked up and ready to be torn apart again and I get to raid their Valentine's Day goodies bags on Friday :) 

Another thing I am loving is the following list of books I have been on my to read list! I most recently read The Invention of Wings by Sue Monk Kidd. It was totally riveting until she joined the convent and I got bored. Is that terrible or what? So I'll be starting one of these books soon, I just haven't decided which one. My lack of reading is also being crippled by the fact I still can't stop watching Mad Men. It's like crack. Sterling's white hair, Jon Hamm's package, the constant clink of ice in a tumbler. I can't stop.  Anyhooters, check out this list of hot topic books and let me know what you're reading! 

From Goodreads: Jenny Offill’s heroine, referred to in these pages as simply “the wife,” once exchanged love letters with her husband, postmarked Dept. of Speculation, their code name for all the uncertainty that inheres in life and in the strangely fluid confines of a long relationship. As they confront an array of common catastrophesa colicky baby, bedbugs, a faltering marriage, stalled ambitions—the wife analyzes her predicament, invoking everything from Keats and Kafka to the thought experiments of the Stoics to the lessons of doomed Russian cosmonauts. She muses on the consuming, capacious experience of maternal love, and the near total destruction of the self that ensues from it, as she confronts the friction between domestic life and the seductions and demands of art.

From Goodreads: Call it fate. Call it synchronicity. Call it an act of God. Call it . . . The Good Luck of Right Now. From the New York Times bestselling author of The Silver Linings Playbook comes an entertaining and inspiring tale that will leave you pondering the rhythms of the universe and marveling at the power of kindness and love.

For thirty-eight years, Bartholomew Neil has lived with his mother. When she gets sick and dies, he has no idea how to be on his own. His redheaded grief counselor, Wendy, says he needs to find his flock and leave the nest. But how does a man whose whole life has been grounded in his mom, Saturday mass, and the library learn how to fly?

From Goodreads: Hannah, independent, headstrong, and determined not to follow in the footsteps of her bitterly divorced mother, has always avoided commitment. But one hot New York summer she meets Mark Reilly, a fellow Brit, and is swept up in a love affair that changes all her ideas about what marriage might mean.

Now, living in their elegant, expensive London townhouse and adored by her fantastically successful husband, she knows she was right to let down her guard. 

But when Mark does not return from a business trip to the U.S. and when the hours of waiting for him stretch into days, the foundations of Hannah’s certainty begin to crack. Why do Mark’s colleagues believe he has gone to Paris not America? Why is there no record of him at his hotel? And who is the mysterious woman who has been telephoning him over the last few weeks? 

From Goodreads: When Felix Brewer meets nineteen-year-old Bernadette "Bambi" Gottschalk at a Valentine's Dance in 1959, he charms her with wild promises, some of which he actually keeps. Thanks to his lucrative-if not all legal-businesses, she and their three little girls live in luxury. But on the Fourth of July, 1976, Bambi's comfortable world implodes when Felix, newly convicted and facing prison, mysteriously vanishes.

Though Bambi has no idea where her husband-or all of his money-might be, she suspects one woman does: his devoted young mistress, Julie. When Julie disappears ten years to the day that Felix went on the lam, everyone assumes she's left to join her old lover-until her remains are eventually found in a secluded wooded park.

Any of these catch your eye? If you've already read them, let me know what you think! 

Pit and Peak Time!

Sometimes I wish that Camel was talking about Friday instead of Wednesday because Friday is the day I really feel like yelling "GUESS WHAT DAY IT IS?!?" Wednesday, I'm usually just like "meh."  You ever get like that?

Anyhooters, TGIF!

It's time to talk about the Pits and the Peaks our week with good ol' Allie and Me! First things first, there are a million peaks to talk about, but pretty much, all I do is watch Mad Men these days. I can't help it. I want Don Draper in my life. I know he's kind of a dirt bag but it just can't be stopped. Also, Peggy would totally be my friend, I just know she would.

THEY NEVER STOP DRINKING AND SMOKING. As far as my pit goes, I can't say anything bad about this week, other than my kids have been with their dad and I miss them like crazy. I miss the toys around the house, the constant questions, the loud television...Tomorrow R1 has a wrestling tournament so I get to hang out with Miss Reese and cheer him on. Little boys in wrestling singlets is just about the cutest thing you can imagine. Happy Friday Friends, have a fantastical weekend!

What A Snowstorm and a Funeral Taught Me About Time

Snowmagedon is officially over, which means today, it's back to the real world. No more leggings, no more sports bra, no more family staying over because of the snow packed interstate. 

Last week, a dear family friend passed away and my parents, brother and sister came to town and stayed with me for the funeral. Little did they know they'd be snowed in for days. 

So we snuggled in, brought out the old photo albums, games and wine. 

This picture captures a moment that has never before happened in my entire life. I'm almost 28 years old and I don't ever remember sitting down with my mother and going through old photographs. She recalled every face she could in the faded photos. Sometimes the photos opened up a memory and she started telling story after story. It's something I will cherish for the rest of my life.

There is something about time that makes people really stop and take a breath. Time stopped when we got the phone call that our friend had passed away. Time stopped as we heard the wonderful words said in celebration of his life and friendship. Time stopped when the snow came and shut us inside.  I know it happens all the time. Emotions run high when bad things happen. But I can't help but think that the snow storm came at the perfect moment to bring some of my family close together at a time when we all needed a reminder how easy it really is to enjoy each other's company when you give it a chance. I got to witness my step dad be a true, lifetime friend to buddies he's had his whole life, I saw my mom's eyes light up, recognizing old familiar faces and I watched my sister flourish in her new role as a mother. All while keeping them warm, fed and cozy in my tiny little apartment. I usually think this little place is way too small, but when I think about how many people, how much laughter and comfort it held this past week, I think it must have an endless capacity.

I thought alot this week, about change, about sudden events that catch you off guard, about adjustments, about adding new faces into the folds of your family, and about saying goodbye to people you'd never imagine wouldn't be there the next day. And I think, isn't that something? 

Isn't that something, to be snowed in with the people who love you the most, to be in such close quarters with each other that all there is left to do is make each other laugh and search for old stories to tell, even if everyone's heard them before? To be reminded that even when so much of life is spent going places, moving around, leaving here, there's so much magic to be made if we are forced to stay put. 

Thank you to my family for not being scared of my tiny apartment. Thanks for making me laugh and inviting me down your trip on Memory Lane. And in memory of our friend, thank you for reminding us to listen to each other's stories, to always retell the great ones and to go out and make new ones whenever we get the chance. 

In Memory of T.M. Wharton. 

Labor Day: That One Time My Mom Baked A Pie With a Famous Author

Well hello there snow bunnies! Today I have a special treat for you, mi madre! She's smart, she's sassy, she's obsessed with all things social media and entertainment. (insert Apple doesn't fall far joke here). She's even got a job doing exactly what she loves: reviewing movies for a television  station. I love to find new movie trailers and send them to her, begging for her to take me to the screenings. She's taking over the blog today to tell you about how she not only got to watch the movie, she read the book and got to bake pie with THE AUTHOR. Perks of the job, I tell ya! So here she is, telling you all about how she has this dream job where she gets to bake pie with famous authors and gets to go to free movies all the time. Rough life. 

Joyce Maynard and my mom  at the spectacular Alamo Drafthouse in Kansas City

Hello That's What She Read followers! I love coming to pay a visit to my daughter's blog and I am really excited I'm here to talk about a great movie! I Not only did I get to interview the author, we also baked her famous apple pie together, which I will share with you too! But let's review the movie first, shall we?

"Depressed single mom Adele and her son Henry offer a wounded, fearsome man a ride. (Sort of)  As police search the town for the escaped convict, the mother and son gradually learn his true story as their options become increasingly limited."

Told through the voice of Adele's (played by Kate Winslet) 13 year old son, this is a story for those of us who hope for second chances.  Once a woman with grand dreams of being a dancer and raising a beautiful family, Adele is left a broken woman,  hanging on by a thread

You will feel very sad for Frank (the hunky Josh Brolin); it's obvious early on that he is a good man who made one bad decision.   It's no surprise when we begin to feel Frank  has been sent to save Adele; and not the other way around.

As their love story unfolds, it is easy to say "who would really do that?"  And "well that is just insane."  I ask you to just remember why we love these movies in the first place.  Real life isn't always romantic and we don't always take the risks we should.  Just let it be.  Enjoy the ride that is this movie.
The pie scene was basically the "pottery scene from Ghost" played out with peaches in the kitchen, but when I met Joyce Maynard, who wrote this story, I didn't really mind at all.  She is a true romantic at heart, and this was her story to tell.

If you have ever lived in a small town, you will find yourself cringing as Adele tries to casually make changes in her life.  The nosy neighbors, the bankers, the local police - everyone acts as if they have a right to know her business.  I  understood this part of the movie all to well.....  It was also the part I hated the most - but it was so true.

All in all it wasn't a bad movie.  Keep in mind my favorite movie of 2013 was The Wolf of Wall Street, so obviously I like movies that are "Rated R for a reason." If you are in the mood for a sweet love story that doesn't cross any boundaries  in the rating system, you will be happy you went.

 A Lesson In Pie Baking

I was lucky enough to spend some time last week with Joyce Maynard and she taught me the secrets to her fantastic pies, which have a starring role in the movie! 

To see my interview/baking  lesson with Joyce, click here

We were having a very deep conversation about romance for the over 40 crowd

Joyce has an online tutorial for baking the perfect pie.  Just click on this link to see how she does it!

Joyce Maynard Teaches Pie Baking

And here is her wonderful pie recipe from the movie "Labor Day":

‘Labor Day’ Peach Pie

Makes 1 9-inch pie
3 lbs. peaches, peeled and sliced
¾ cup plus 1 tbsp. sugar, divided
2 tbsp. fresh lemon juice
¾ tsp. ground cinnamon
4 tbsp. quick-cooking tapioca, divided
3 cups all-purpose flour, plus more for dusting
¾ tsp. salt
½ cup vegetable shortening
1 stick plus 1 tbsp. chilled butter, cut into pieces
⅓ to ½ cup ice water
1 beaten egg

1. In a large bowl, combine the peaches, ¾ cup sugar, lemon juice, and cinnamon. Stir in 2 tbsp. tapioca to help absorb juices. Let stand, stirring occasionally.
2. Preheat the oven to 400°F. In a large bowl, mix the flour and salt. Using a pastry blender, work in the shortening and 1 stick of butter until the mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Sprinkle 1 tbsp. of the ice water over the flour mixture, stirring gently with a fork. Continue adding the water just until the dough holds together. Shape the dough into a ball and divide it into two discs, one slightly larger than the other.
3. Place the smaller disc on a sheet of waxed paper, and use a lightly floured rolling pin to roll the dough into a 12-inch circle. If the dough sticks to the rolling pin, dust it lightly with more flour. Lay a 9- to 10-inch pie pan face down on top of the circle; flip the pan over and remove the paper. For the crust, on a sheet of waxed paper, roll out the other disc to form a 14-inch circle.  Do not roll the dough more than necessary.
4. Sprinkle the remaining 2 tbsp. tapioca on the bottom crust. Add the peach filling, mounding it in the center, and dot with remaining 1 tbsp. butter. Lift the waxed paper with the remaining crust and flip it over the filling. Peel back waxed paper. Trim the edges of the crusts and pinch together the top and bottom crusts. Brush the top with the beaten egg, and sprinkle with remaining 1 tbsp. sugar. Poke fork holes or cut vents in the top crust. Bake 40-45 minutes, or until golden brown. Serve warm

And that's all folks, thanks for having me Jenni! 

Junk Food, Cars & Techies: My Super Bowl Commercial Must Sees

Remember that time someone invited football players to play tag before and after a Bruno Mars concert for fun? I thought it was so cute, didn't you? 

Seriously though. Last night, the tables were turned and the halftime show and commercials totally stole the spotlight  from whatever game was supposedly being played on the field. 

In tribute to Bruno's amazing halftime show, here's a sneak peak. If I were you, I'd YouTube the hell out of it. 

Here's a countdown of my favorite commercials with a couple honorable mentions thrown in. I thought they were all pretty fantastic! 

#5. Hyundai Genesis: Dad's Sixth Sense. It caught my attention right away!

#4. Microsoft: Techonology is Powerful. I got goosebumps so I knew this one had to be on the list.

#3. Volkswagon: Getting Your Wings. The bathroom scene? I die.

#2. Cheerios Negotiation: Why? It literally made me LOL and that just means something, you know?

And the number one, first place, belle of the ball commercial goes to....

#1.The Doritos Time Machine

Honorable Mention:

Butterfinger Peanut Butter Cups: Because innuendos are my favorite!

Oikos Yogurt with the Men of Full House. Why? Because it's a little down right naughty and I like it!

So that's what I was doing while others were  watching a "football" game. I sure hope no one blames "Omaha"....

Happy Monday all! :)