About a year ago, I started buying Kerrygold butter. I tried it out on a whim, based on a recipe that recommended it. More expensive doesn’t always mean better, but this butter is good. You notice the difference, especially if it’s being spread on something. Like toast or corn on the cob, for example.

Vince fell in love with the butter and questioned why we never got this before.

Me: Because it’s expensive. You only get like 2 sticks of butter for the price of 4.
Him: We need this butter. Not that “peasant butter”. This is the butter for kings and queens.

And so now, in our lives, we call the store brand butter, peasant butter. Vince will gauge our current financial status on whether or not I buy peasant butter or the good stuff. The King’s butter.

We had a repair tech at the house today to check out our garage fridge. It’s a piece of shit LG so of course the compressor is bad already. While the tech was in the garage, Vince came out to move the extra minivan seat out of the tech’s way and put it back into the van.

Ohhhhh mylanta.

A few months ago, I decided to replace our wifi password frame with something more substantial. The frame sits right on our entryway table. I’d walk pass it daily, glance at the password, and think “why do I have this here? We rarely have guests. And if we do, it’s like 1-2 people max. They can just ask us this information. This is such a waste.”

This frame is in a prime location of our home. I should put something more important in it. Something I want my family to look at every day.

Until 9:14pm last night, I thought I was pretty cool under pressure. At 9:15pm, I realized I was wrong. Because at 9:15pm, I thought my 13-year-old daughter had been abducted from soccer practice.

Up until that point, I assumed I would do all the right things in this situation. I’d take the right actions. Make the right choices. But, as I watched her little circle on Life360 leave the soccer field, knowing that she was not in our car, but in someone else’s, I panicked.

In the days leading up to the first day of school, Scarlett had made plans to go tanning to get the perfect back to school glow. She monitored the UV levels each day and planned out when it was “worth it” to lay out. Because….according to her, tanning is hard work.

Yes. You heard that right. She thinks tanning is hard work. [in my best grandma voice] “Kids today know nothing about hard work. In my day….blah blah blah.”

Vince and I had a date last night to go see Deadpool & Wolverine. It started off as a normal evening out until about 45 minutes into the movie I get a call from Gianna‘s boyfriend. They were both at the house watching the baby and Evie for us.

Looking down at the phone, I thought it was weird that he was calling me. They were making themselves dinner though, so I thought maybe it was a cooking question. I got up from my seat and made my way to the exit so I could take the call.