Melissa Vanni

There are quite a few things I totally stink at. I’ve tried really hard to become better at these things but most of the time my efforts remain to be just that, efforts. For example I am terrible at loading

You should totally invite your friends over for dinner one of these nights. If you invite people over for dinner, you’ll have to figure out what you’re going to feed everyone. While leafing through cookbooks and wondering what you’re going to make, you might

I’m pretty sure we all have a friend that we lovingly refer to as “The cute one”. You know who I’m talking about! This gal always her stuff together, she’s always wearing perfume, the cutest boots (or sandals) and on

Here’s the scene: You’ve just walked into a party where you know a few people but not everybody. You make your way over to the hostess and thank her for inviting your family to such a lovely soirée. After a

Honesty is always the best policy, don’t you think? Unless of course it’s only hurting someone else’s feelings, then maybe you should keep that honesty to yourself. I know that in the past I’ve gone on and on about how

The end of summer vacation has got be my least favorite time of year. Our lazy, sunny days have been taken over by drop off’s, pick up’s, school lunch, and everybody’s favorite, homework. You would think that a mother with

As far as sloppy teenagers go I was one of the worst. Back then I probably attended to my laundry basket maybe once a month. Of course once the clothes emerged clean out of the dryer, back on my bedroom

For the record I am the furthest person from becoming a vegetarian. I adore crispy, crunchy bacon. If I’m eating out and there is a steak on the menu, I’ll order it. Medium rare please. I could eat fried chicken

Two of my hardworking, green thumbed girlfriends are currently enjoying the bounties of their summer gardens. Shannon jumped into gardening head first last year and this is her second summer planning and planting her pretty front yard beds. Then there

Every night I look forward to tucking my boys into bed so that Ryan and I might have a few hours alone together before we drift off to sleep ourselves. A few times a month I’ll call a sitter, order