It wouldn't be the Holidays without a Jennifer cooking fail blog post. So please enjoy a poem based on semi true events about a pie that wasnt meant to be..

Because you should totally take advice from me, the Ariel of six flags hurricane harbor, Arlington Texas. First and for most, I must say I had a blast with my girls, De-bor-ah and Liz lemon, celebrating Debbie's birthday!! The bond we share, (the side eye, awkward laugh, this is why I love you, what had happened was, no ma'am, donut getting, know what the other one is thinking or looking at without having to say it out loud kind of bond) is a friendship like no other. Sec

....because being practical and flying is soo 1903.. Ahh, the great American road trip; hours of ispy, rock, paper scissors and STOP TOUCHING ME, that childhood memories and divorces are made of.  Nothing tests the strength of your patience and marriage more than sitting side by side in a car with someone for 18hrs. 4 years ago when I married a private pilot, I thought my long distance driving days were over. I could not have been farther from the truth. So today I bring you 

Most of you probably already know that my husband is a flight instructor. He is paid to hop in a plane everyday with people he barely knows and teaches them how to fly gracefully above the beautiful Texas land. As you can imagine, a job like this would require a fair amount of trust and patience (neither quality I strongly posses'). While I have been given the chance to fly quite regularly with Matthew over the last 5 years, I have never really taken the initiative to ‘learn’