If I told you I knew the names of the employees at Tuesday Morning near my house, would you believe me? How about if I told you I used to know (and pre-order!) every scrapbook designer’s newest products, on or before their launch dates, and that Marc knew when we got a 12 inch x 12 inch USPS Priority Box the weight of bricks in the mailbox, that he also knew I just dropped about $50 on paper? Everything I’ve said so far is true.

Well, I’ve lost touch with my Tuesday Morning friends, and not because we didn’t have some great craft aisle conversations about what we were making lately and how the Tuesday Morning off San Pedro Rd. has a way better stash, because we had those, and more.

For the first two years of Maggie’s life, I printed every photo, but shoved them into a clear sleeve, and called it a day. Finally, when she turned two, I started following a *strict* schedule for Project Life, feverishly documenting our everyday life every. single. week. I even made the time to YouTube my process, because it was fun to share, and everyone knew that was Mama’s time (so leave me alone, kids!) and I felt creative and productive. I also knew my kids would appreciate my hard work one day.

But something happened this past December that kinda killed my crafty mojo. When I promised myself (again!) that I’d participate in December Daily, I instead launched into an even deeper depression than I was in last year. I didn’t cut out a single Christmas tree-shaped paper, or document a single holiday memory. For the second year in a row, I packed up all of my December holiday supplies with the guilt and pain of knowing I didn’t even touch them this year BECAUSE I SUCK. My brain said, “Well, you didn’t even make time for the thing you said you were going to make time for, so you must not love it anymore.”

Queue more guilt, because poor little Ruby’s lifetime memories were now MIA for the past half year, so even if I did start again, I wonder if she’d wonder what the hell I was doing all this time. How do I tell them that Mama got overwhelmed? This sounds so stupid because IT’S JUST PAPER, but the pressure of being “behind” and a failure (again!) is just too much and keeps me from being inspired to start back up. I keep telling myself now that Ruby turned two, I need to get out of my funk and just get going again. Is that true?

I’m wondering if any of my other crafty scrapbooking friends feel this way? Any other mamas out there, just kinda quitting what they used to love, because approaching it is different these days? Like, I just don’t have the time I used to. I barely have time to do housework anymore. So now what? How do I get back to doing what I love? Nix the rules and just craft when I want to?

How do you handle mojo death, y’all? Anxious to hear what you think.

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Okay, so…May has been SURVIVAL mode for me. I’ve felt like a chewed up piece of bubble gum on a busy bathroom floor for most of this month, so I’ve been clinging to the things I love, and besides and family and friends, I’ve had these five amaze-balls things I’m loving right now.

Rebel Creamery Mint Chip Ice Cream

Where Did I Get Mine? H-E-B Grocery Store ($4.98)
Why I Love It: Because Big Girls Wanna Eat Dessert Too

Let’s. Talk. About. How freakin’ delicious this low carb ice cream is. I’m a Texas girl, so Blue Bell is my jam most of the time. But when I was trying to make better decisions and add more low-carb snacks into my life, I found Rebel, and I’m wishing that this mint chip ice cream had existed my whole life. It does NOT taste like fake sugar, or have a weird texture like most “healthier” ice creams do. Even the little chocolate shavings are sweet, but also not *too* sweet. I’ve tried other flavors, and they’re all damn good. The mint chip is my FAV, though, and I highly recommend it.

Udemy: Online Courses

Where Did I Get Mine? udemy.com/courses (Paid and Free)
Why I Love It: Because I don’t have time for more college courses RN

I don’t know about you, but I’m the Queen of buying books and letting them sit there on my bookshelf, as if the information is going to magically float to my brain during the night. I recently purchased a $12 class on Udemy and I freakin’ love it. It’s a digital marketing class, so I figured I could use some insight for my ol’ faithful blog, and lo and behold, they have ALL KINDS of topics to choose from. They have lifestyle courses (which I’ve linked above) but they also have professional development courses, all on video so you can just follow along at your pace and learn visually if that’s your thing. For the price of a few coffees, you can sign up for a class that interests you, and feel like a super-smart kid while you’re at it. Cheers to growth!

Moshi Twilight Sleep Stories App

Where Did I Get Mine? Moshi Twilight Sleep Stories App ($39.99/year on up to three devices)
Why I Love It: Because Momma Needs Sleep

Confession: My daughter is going to be five in August and SHE JUST STARTED SLEEPING IN HER OWN BED. There, I said it. Homegirl got sick two years ago, and I let her sleep in our bed, and the rest was history. I *finally* had to do something to get her to stay in there. After redecorating her room, adding twinkly lights, night lights, a TV, her favorite cartoon plastered on the walls, and basically everything but paying her to stay in her room, I decided it was time to try Moshi Twilight after I heard about it on Mom Brain podcast. For $40/year, I’m here for it if it helps my kid sleep in her own bed. We turn on the story, tell her to close her eyes and imagine what’s playing out in the story, and POOF! She falls asleep. Something about these stories are different, and relaxing, and help your kiddo really *listen* and rest. Lord Jesus, thank you!

ILU Citrus Crush Lavish Hand Cream

Where Did I Get Mine? Feliz Modern Gifts, Party, & Home Decor Shop ($10)
Why I Love It: Because I Wanna Smell Like Barbie

This hand cream, tho. I recently went on a trip to Feliz Modern, and let’s start off with commenting on how that store IS MY HEART. This cute little gift shop has all kinds of fun little things that I fully intend on spending all my money on over the course of my lifetime, including the coffee cup scrawled with “Let your conchas be your guide,” with a pic of a pink concha OMG GIVE IT TO ME. But I focused my efforts on what I really needed this trip. I wanted a small lotion to keep in my purse, and I smelled this magical tube of floral/spicy goodness and I wanted to buy out the whole store. It’s not TOO overpowering, but also, if I’m in a pickle and need to freshen up in like, 5 seconds, I lather some of this on and I smell like Barbie. Enough said.

Simfamily Reusable Menstrual Pads

Where Did I Get Mine? Amazon.com ($14.99)
Why I Love It: Because Plastic “down there” is weird

Alright, listen. I catch a lot of shit for these from my sisters, but I’ve NEVER liked tampons, and I sure-as-hell don’t like wearing plastic in my undies either. A few years ago, I purchased a few pairs of Thinx period undies, and I love them still, but these reusable/washable pads are seriously my favorite thing about getting my period. It takes a little while getting used to bleeding on fabric and being okay with it (flashback to middle school accident freakouts!) but once you do, you’ll thank yourself for getting something that can let your Who-Ha BREATHE for God’s sake.

Alright, friends. That’s it from Lola for the month of May. Onward to June, and other fabulous things.

Listen. We’ve all been there. I have used my shirt as a Kleenex before. I have caught vomit in my hand before. I have done some weird mom stuff, because when you’re in a pinch, you’ll do all kinds of crazy things, just to keep the day running as smoothly as possible.

Sometimes it’s helpful to have anxiety, so that you can think ALL DAY LONG about all the terrible situations that could occur, and how to help solve them. I give you: Mom Car 101. Here’s my short list of the things I keep in my car all the time.

Mosquito Spray – It’s not Texas Spring and Summer until the helicopter mosquitos are buzzing about. I keep a bottle of kid-friendly mosquito spray in my car, and I also keep the you’re-gonna-die-of-deet-poisoning stuff in there too, for Mom and Dad, because Texas mosquitos laugh at anything less.

Sunscreen – The only thing worse than whiney babies at an event or outing is whiney babies who are burned. Lather ’em up and get going.

First Aid Kit – Complete with all the good stuff, like alcohol wipes, Bactine spray, and fancy Band-Aids (duh).

Hand Sanitizer – the biggest bottle you can find at H-E-B. Just kidding, kind of. If Mom cars could be shown in a special germ-showing light, we’d all be horrified. Kill the germssssss if you can.

Clorox Wipes – Keep these handy for accidental coffee spills, which happen NO JOKE on a daily basis for me. When am I going to learn to just get a taller mug?

Baby Wipes – Because sticky donut fingers don’t belong on the windows, guys. Wipe it off!

2 Reusable Grocery Totes – Not just so you can look and act like the environmentally-conscious person you’re supposed to be, but also because if you’re like our family, your car is like a Ross store, with shoes and clothes strewn about. When you’re in a hurry and need to pack up your kid for unexpected events, like SCHOOL EVERY SINGLE MORNING, there’s your bag. Boom.

Small Purse – This one is just for you, Moms. Keep a small purse handy so that when you eventually get to go out and have a little bit of fun by yourself (LOLOL) you don’t have to lug around a giant diaper bag purse. Just put your Burt’s Bees, ID, and debit card in there and you’re free as a bird!

Car Smellies – Because I have accidentally left a McDonald’s chocolate milk jug in my car over the weekend TWICE, and there’s just no getting that smell out quickly. Survive the drive with car smellies.

4 Grocery Bags – Maybe this is only for the Mom’s who have PTSD with catching vomit in your hands, but it’s always helpful to have some throw-away bags handy. Vomit, dirty diaper, trash – you name it, it goes.

Ziploc Bags – Do you know how many times I have cursed myself for not putting a stash of these in my car sooner? Many a Pop-Tart has been squished into a carseat, all because I wasn’t prepared. Pack those zipper bags and thank yourself later.

Extra Blankies – Keep two lightweight blankies (we like Aden & Anais) in the car, in case you leave a big event hoping for a quiet ride hope while the kiddos crash in the back. The minute I give my kids a blankie (even the four year old), they’re OUT like a light. Victory.

One Complete Outfit/Kid – You’ve gotta be prepared for pizza sauce stains and peepee/poopoo accidents, so pack up an extra outfit PER KID so that you can quickly change them from one birthday party to the next, and no one at the next party can talk about you being a hot mess.

Diapers & Undies – Ok, so this is an obvious one, but again, YOU NEVER KNOW with the accidents, and in my experience, the more prepared you are for this situation, the better it goes when you’re calm, cool, and collected during the undie-change. Like, “Hey, Mom’s got this. I do too.”

1 Pair of Pajamas/Kid – I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. We are old and boring and we hate fun. So, the minute we leave a late-night party or get-together, we change the kiddos into PJs so that they can go straight to bed when they get home. The less interrupting we have to do, the better.

All-Occasion Cards, Gift Bags, and Tissue Paper – There isn’t a birthday party we go to where the gift has been wrapped and card is written out before we get in the car. (Be prepared, have extra). This applies to “good to see you!” lunches with friends, or last minute holiday gatherings you attend. Be prepared to tell your host/friend “you’re the best!” They deserve it and you will feel AH-MAZING.

Notebook and Pen – Listen. I love digital lists as much as the next guy. But also, paper, always. I have literally kept a journal/notebook in my car since I was diagnosed with depression, because you never know when you need to write down some cray-cray feelings. Also, these are SUPER helpful for last minute grocery lists, or to do lists. Pro-Tip: If someone in a parking lot is driving too fast and almost runs over your kid, this notebook is also helpful for the “SLOW DOWN, BITCH” note you plan to leave on said car.

BONUS: Dog Treats – Why the hell is Lola carrying around dog treats in her car? Well, guys, it’s because I’m crazy. I have found/returned/helps stray on stray on stray dogs (when I don’t have the kiddos in the car), and these dog treats have been helpful in wrangling the friendly, wiggly, nervous doggos that just want to get back home. Treats = DOGGO’S BEST FREN. One time, I didn’t have treats with me, and I legit used a can of cake frosting to lure a little guy back to his mom’s house.

That’s all I have, y’all. What do YOU carry around in your Mom Car? Share with me! Happy (and safe) driving around in your Car of Preparedness. xo

It’s Valentine’s Day, and you forgot to Amazon Prime 2-Day Ship yourself something good for your bae. No worries, guys. I’ve got you covered.

I give you 10 free real-life Valentine cards that will help you express what you really want to say. #truelove

The Married 10+ Years Valentine Card
The To-the-Fucking-Point Valentine Card
The Personal Space Valentine Card
The “Surprise, We’re Pregnant!” Valentine Card
The Painfully Honest Valentine Card
The Best Problems Valentine Card
The Salty Wife Valentine Card
The Shallow Hal Valentine Card
The Teamwork Valentine Card
The Guilty Pleasure Valentine Card

Download, share, and enjoy the real-life magic sure to unfold. Happy Valentine’s Day, friends. I love you all.

With all this talk of simplification and minimalism going on in the world right now, I’ve taken some time to sit on my cozy bed, in the dark, listening to only the whirr of the fan, reminiscing on what life was like 20 or so years ago. I was always ready to be a grown up, and though I think being an adult is the perfect age for me, there are a few things I miss about the “olden days” of the 90s. Here are a few of them:

Playing Grocery Store

“BEEP.” That’s the sound my make-believe cash register would make as I pulled a jug of milk smoothly over the “scanner.” I loved playing grocery store, because it gave me the chance to click away at the spare computer keyboard my parents let us play with. I’d make receipts, and write special “codes” on them for returns. My sweet mom let me save empty containers and boxes to keep on my grocery store shelves. Even now, I’ll find myself holding a box of Teddy Grahams in my hand for a few seconds too long, contemplating the joy it might bring Maggie and Ruby, who I’ve sort-of recruited to the cashier position that’s been open for 20 or so years. The sight of play food and kitchens and grocery toys still gets me thinking about our next “sale,” even though the reality of adulthood hits me when I drop $400 real dollars at H-E-B.

Collecting Chicharra Shells

Recently, I plucked a chicharra shell from a solitary tree in my parent’s backyard to show Maggie a relic of my childhood summer nights.

That’s really disgusting, Mom.” -Maggie, 4.5

That’s not exactly how I remember our brown paper lunch bags stuffed to the brim with those tiny, crunchy locust exoskeletons we’d throw in each other’s hair. We thought of them more as a treasure, a prize. Whoever collected the most was the winner (of what, I still don’t know), so we’d scour from backyard to backyard plucking, crunching, and laughing. I still don’t hear the sound of a chicharra chirping without feeling the warmth of a memory.

Playing School

“Excuse me, Johnny, will you please sit still?!” I’d scream at my imaginary class no matter where I was – inside my room or outside on the “playground.” My poor Mom probably wondered a few times if I was insane (WHICH I AM, thank you very much!) when I’d spend the afternoon grading papers, writing frantically on the chalkboard, and pouring over that day’s lesson plans. ONE TIME, my mom volunteered to make copies up at the school, and while in the copy room patiently waiting for her, I snuck a triplicate nurse’s slip into my backpack, and basically won the lottery. We never dreamed of writing on that slip until the moment was absolutely right, when a troupe of cousins came to play. When we finally “sent” that student to the nurse’s office, we slowly, firmly pressed our white-bodied Bic Pen ink on the form, letting our letters glide importantly over the lines and check boxes, one by one. Don’t forget the tacky, huge signature at the bottom that every teacher must sign when doing something as important as this.

Coloring the Day Away

I can close my eyes and SEE the box of used, broken, very loved crayons we had at my Grandma Glen’s house next to a stack of coloring books. There were skinny crayons, fat crayons, sharpened map pencils, and even a few pens in that bucket of gold. I had no idea what stresses and worries anyone around me felt, or even the fact that my Grandma Glen was dying from ovarian cancer, because I was in another world. A waxy, beautiful world where the extent of the world’s sadness was just having to stop coloring.

Fun fact: my favorite color in the box (still!) is Cerulean Blue. Thanks, Crayola.

Stealing My Mama’s Coffee

Didn’t everyone drink the rest of their mom’s coffee while she chatted with her mom on the phone every morning? I found out years later that my mom knew I was drinking her coffee, but let me do it so that she could talk to her mom just a few minutes longer. I get it now, Mom. I totally get it.

Playing Outside Under a Street Light

Despite mutant mosquitos and the fading sun, the neighborhood kid bunch carried on, while our parents sat in the driveway in lawn chairs that looked like colorful seatbelt straps woven together, drinking margaritas, eating chips and queso, and playing board games on card tables. The front doors of our houses would be opened and shut, about 25 times each night, while we decided whose house to create our next mess in. I remember playing hide and seek, and almost peeing my pants a few times. We’d play basketball by the glow of the streetlight until someone scraped their knee and ruined the night.

These are things I know I can’t exactly recreate for my kiddos, but I hope to channel the warmth and energy to them through similar experiences. Even when Maggie says, “Hey, Google. Read me a story” when the night finally ends.

I’ve come into the new year swinging at debt, you guys. I have thought of every little way we can save money. I’ve stared at our budget (post coming!), and have done all the math, which you know I hate doing. From an Amazon, Target, H-E-B, shiny object-loving Mom to another, I give you these 5 little tips that will hopefully help you save money like they’ve helped us!

Tip #1 – Plan your dinners monthly.

I know it’s annoying. I know it’s time-consuming. I know it seems unreasonable and kind of gross. But TRUST ME, it can be done! Print out a blank monthly calendar. Write in a dinner per day, or any other meals you want to plan, like breakfasts. Grab another sheet of paper and write down the main ingredients you need from the store, going from one day to the next until you finish the whole month. Write them in store categories if you can. E.g. Spaghetti means I need spaghetti noodles, spaghetti sauce, and hamburger meat. That’s the pasta aisle and the meat aisle, so write those in two separate aisle categories. If you already have spaghetti noodles, don’t write them on the list. It seems primitive, I KNOW, but it’s worth it. It’s January 21st, and the Smith Family has NOT spent $1 on fast food or last-minute dinners. I have had a meal planned and prepared every night this month, and it’s been fun tracking along with what we’ve cooked and what’s left. Budget a certain amount on main groceries ($100/person) and then $100 a month ($25/week) for fresh stuff like salad, fruit, milk, etc. Freeze what you can. I’ll be doing a YouTube video on my detailed process for February so STAY TUNED!

Tip #2 – Unsubscribe from marketing emails.

I am in marketing, you guys. It’s my job to market, and I love to be marketed to. So it seems a little weird for me to be telling you to unsubscribe from marketing emails, but if you’re like me, and you get a Scrapbook.com marketing email, you’re going to head right on over there (through the link conveniently provided to you on the image!) and spend WAY too much money on stuff you don’t need. I haven’t received a marketing email from any scrapbook stores or craft suppliers in months, and I’m embarrassed to say how well “out of sight, out of mind” works. As long as I keep my eyes closed to the distractions, I don’t see them! Try it on a few subscriptions you can live without at first. You’d be surprised how you *don’t* actually miss it. Bonus points for cleaning up your inbox too. If you have a red circle with a number like “3,892” showing on your email app, we’re not friends anyway.

Tip #3 – Create a list of free or cheap events in your area.

In our house, we’ve called our free outings “Nature Walks,” and for the four and almost-two year old in our house, those Nature Walks are the best thing since sliced bread. It’s easy for this mama of littles to say “do something free!” But honestly, even older kids appreciate the time you spend with them. Get your tennies on, and go look for some bugs outside. Go take a walk on a trail, and see how many different leaves you can collect. Bake some cookies and share them with a neighbor. You don’t have to spend a ton of money to go find an adventure. If you really have an itch to get something new, head to the thrift store and see what kind of treasure you can find for under $1. Have a list of backup ideas that vary in location and category in case of bad weather, or if you just don’t feel like digging for bugs.

Tip #4 – Grocery shop online.

I’m going to catch a lot of crap for this one, but I’ll take my chances. I LOVE grocery shopping at the store as much as the next guy, but since we’ve had kids, we are online grocery shoppers ’til the day we die, or at least until our kids don’t scream/throw fits/want everything from the store. You should definitely support local if you can, but if you’re a family like ours, you know EXACTLY what you need from the grocery store (especially if you planned meals!) and you don’t need to get distracted by the Doritos on the end cap. Again, I’ve saved an embarrassing amount of money by just getting what I need. If you have been wanting something that’s not on the list, the next tip will help you figure out what you need to do.

Tip #5 – Wait 10 days.

I’m a millennial, and in classic form, I want things, like, right now. And I want them shipped to me in two days or less or I’m throwing a fit. But set aside your lack of patience, and put the splurge on a 10-day wait list. I was Mrs. Impulse Buy, so I’ve had to teach myself to *really* think about if it’s something I want or if I’m just being a brat. As part of your self-care routine, I definitely think it’s important to get things that actually bring you joy, but the things really worth waiting for will still be there in your heart and mind after 10 days. And those really cool yoga socks? They’re still cool, but you’re probably going to figure out that you already have 3 pairs, and you don’t really need 2 more.

If these tips don’t exactly work for you and your family, adapt them as necessary and figure out how to make small changes that will make a big difference. I bet you’ll come up with other little ways to save money, and DAMN it’s gonna feel good when we pay off some debt, huh? Share your ideas with me too. WE GOT THIS.

No-bullshit intro: Every year, my grandparents get “the boys” (our husbands) a bag of pecans for Christmas. And every year, I hijack those pecans from Marc and turn them into candied pecans, because if there’s one thing that makes pecans better than they already are, it’s sugar. Duh.

WHAT YOU’LL NEED: 

  • 1 Cup sugar
  • 1 Tbsp. ground cinnamon
  • 1 Tbsp. vanilla (Mexican vanilla, if you can get it)
  • 2 Cups pecans (halves are my favorite unless you’re making pieces to sprinkle on something like ice cream)
  • 1/4 Cup water + a reserved splash to help cool down the pecans later

THROW IT TOGETHER: 

  • In a small bowl, combine the sugar and cinnamon and set aside. In another small bowl, combine water and vanilla and set aside as well. (Don’t forget to leave a splash of water for later!)
  • Place all pecan halves in a medium, heavy pot. Add the cinnamon/sugar mixture and then the vanilla/water over the top of the pecans, and stir constantly like a crazy person over medium heat until it boils until everything becomes thick (5-10 minutes).
  • When it’s nice and ooey-gooey and hard to stir, remove the pot from the heat fairly quickly, and add in that splash you reserved.
  • When everything is coated, spread the pecans on a parchment paper-lined cookie sheet and do your best to spread them out, using a spoon because they’re hot as f*ck.
  • Let them cool, if you can manage, and break up any pecans that were stuck together. Or shove those in your mouth and run away before anyone can see you. Put the rest in a bowl for guests. Just kidding, you won’t want to share them. Enjoy!

No-bullshit intro: my mother-in-law made something similar to this years ago, and my whole family loved it so much. This has just been adapted a little bit, but it’s a really flexible recipe that you can add what you like to. Here’s our favorite version. Enjoy! 

What You’ll Need: 

  • 2-12-oz boxes tri-color rotini 
  • 2-19-oz. bags cheese tortellini, frozen
  • 24 oz. bite-sided tomatoes, (half red, half yellow if you can shake it)
  • 1 ounce fresh basil
  • 1/2 pound white cheddar, cubed
  • 1 pound hard salami, thinly sliced
  • 2- 6-ounce bags pepperoni 
  • 16 oz. mozzerella cheese
  • 1- 6-ounce tub shredded parmesan cheese
  • 2- 9 1/2 ounce jars green Spanish olives
  • 2- 6-ounce cans black olives
  • 2 bottles Newman’s Own Family Recipe Italian Dressing 
  • 2-12 ounce jars marinated artichoke hearts 
  • 1/4 red onion, thinly sliced
  • Olive oil 
  • Salt & pepper up in heeeere

Throw It Together: 

  • Boil the rotini according to package directions, and salt the shit out of it, because you won’t get a chance to flavor your pasta later
  • Drain pasta, set aside in a HUGE bowl and drizzle with a tiny bit of EVOO so it doesn’t stick. 
  • Boil the tortellini according to package directions, salt, drain, and throw in the same bowl as the rotini. Toss it all together. This is the base of the whole salad. The rest is just adding ingredients that you like! Omit anything you don’t like, and add what you do! 
  • I chopped the pepperoni in half, cut the salami into small triangles, halved the tomatoes, quartered the artichoke hearts, left the olives whole, thinly sliced the onion, cubed the cheese, and chiffonaded the basil. Add pepper to taste.
  • Pro-Tips: If you’re making this the day ahead, don’t put the cheese in yet. Toss the cheese in a few minutes before you intend to eat it, unless wet cheese doesn’t freak you out. WET CHEESE FREAKS ME OUT. Also, easy on the red onion, and don’t add this until last minute either. It will ALL taste like onion if you add it too soon. 
  • That’s it! Super easy and really delicious. Enjoy! 

You heard the good news, right? Lola is going to be up and running for 2019 and I’m soooooo excited! But before we get the confetti cannons going, I wanted to share a little checklist I made for those of you that have complicated holiday situations like Marc and I do. It’s FREE, and it gives you permission to take care of yourself, so download if you need a little bit of holiday self-care inspo.

DOWNLOAD LOLA’S HOLIDAY CHECKLIST HERE!

Happy Holidays, my friends! Share with your friends who need a little love.

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My commitment to you as a no-bullshit writer is going to be that I will never write my whole life story before a recipe. Have you ever perused recipes online and you had to scroll and scroll and scroll and scroll and SHIT I don’t even feel like making monkey bread anymore. So – weeknight shrimp & grits. Here it is. Don’t f*ck it up. 

What You’ll Need:

You can be as snobby or as laid-back as you want to be on your ingredients. All my stuff came from good ol’ H-E-B, and you can bet your butt it was no-hassle. 

  • 2 Lbs shrimp (I used frozen Texas gulf shrimp, and I started to devein them, but…you know. I called my mom and she said it was fine, so I threw the rest in a bowl, tiny shrimp poops and all.) 
  • 1/2 stick of butter 
  • 2 Tbsp. freshly-squeezed lemon juice 
  • 2 Tbsp. Worcestershire 
  • Spice Mix for Shrimp: 1 Tsp. Tony Chachere’s Cajun seasoning + 1 Tsp. Old Bay seasoning + 1 Tsp. ground black pepper
  • 3 cloves garlic, finely minced 
  • 5 Cups whole milk
  • 1 Cup quick-cooking grits (not instant) 
  • 2 Cups shredded cheese (I used mild cheddar) 
  • 1 bar cream cheese, full fat (duh) 
  • Chives or parsley to garnish if you wanna be fancy

Throw It Together:

  • After shelling, place shrimp in a single layer on a cookie sheet. 
  • Combine butter, lemon juice, worcestershire, spice mix, and garlic cloves in a small measuring cup, then pour over the shrimp. Toss to coat. 
  • Bake at 325 degrees for 15 minutes, but don’t be a scaredy-cat like I am and wait too long to take them out; otherwise, they’ll be tough. I’d check them at 10 minutes. 
  • While the shrimp are baking, bring milk to a boil in a saucepan big enough for what will end up being a shit-ton of grits. Whisk in the grits to the milk, then reduce heat to medium-low and cook for 5 minutes, or until you think it’s thick enough. 
  • Dump in that glorious block of cream cheese, and the two cups of shredded cheese. This whole saucepan will end up getting thicker by the minute, so whisk whisk whisk until the shrimp are ready. 
  • Plate it, y’all: little scoop of grits, little scoop of shrimp, little bit of sauce drizzled over, then chives. 

There you have it. Weeknight shrimp & grits. Pro Tip: You’re going to want to put a whole bunch on your plate, but don’t. This is richer than you think. A little goes a long way. Enjoy, friends! Let me know how it went or if you perfected this recipe with a secret!