Quick show of hands: Who likes pizza? (Cue us excitedly waving our arms in the air while grinning.) We like to have pizza at least once a week, and since we have the crust and toppings thoroughly sorted, we figured it was due time to share our go-to homemade pizza sauce.
The best news? It’s so easy to make (1 pan, 20 minutes!) and packed with rich, herby tomato flavor.
Quick show of hands: Who likes pizza? (Cue us excitedly waving our arms in the air while grinning.) We like to have pizza at least once a week, and since we have the crust and toppings thoroughly sorted, we figured it was due time to share our go-to homemade pizza sauce.
The best news? It’s so easy to make (1 pan, 20 minutes!) and packed with rich, herby tomato flavor.
“Freedom is taking control of the rudder of your life.” ~Yukito Kishiro
“What’s for dinner?” It’s a simple enough question. Yet it’s one that has made me lose my mind at my husband on more than one (or ten or twenty) occasions.
It’s not the question itself. It’s a valid question and one that needs an answer (at least by one of us).
A trigger of mine is being asked to answer a question when I’m already in the middle of something, feeling overwhelmed, emotionally exhausted, or just sick of answering questions.
So then I snap and overreact.
I’ve come a long way in my personal growth journey, but I’m by no means perfect. I still <a href="https://tinybuddha.com/blog/how-to-recognize-painful-emotional-triggers-and-stop-reacting-in-…
“Freedom is taking control of the rudder of your life.” ~Yukito Kishiro
“What’s for dinner?” It’s a simple enough question. Yet it’s one that has made me lose my mind at my husband on more than one (or ten or twenty) occasions.
It’s not the question itself. It’s a valid question and one that needs an answer (at least by one of us).
A trigger of mine is being asked to answer a question when I’m already in the middle of something, feeling overwhelmed, emotionally exhausted, or just sick of answering questions.
So then I snap and overreact.
I’ve come a long way in my personal growth journey, but I’m by no means perfect. I still <a href="https://tinybuddha.com/blog/how-to-recognize-painful-emotional-triggers-and-stop-reacting-in-…
Experience why it’s better to live with less! The Minimalists are simplifying 20 cities this fall/winter. Join us for a minimalism talk, book reading, live podcast, and audience Q&A. Get your tickets now—most of these are …
Experience why it’s better to live with less! The Minimalists are simplifying 20 cities this fall/winter. Join us for a minimalism talk, book reading, live podcast, and audience Q&A. Get your tickets now—most of these are …
Even if you don’t have plans on competing, performing the Olympic lifts can be a great way to build strength and power. It’s why we teach them in our Online Coaching Program for those that are interested.
Even if you don’t have plans on competing, performing the Olympic lifts can be a great way to build strength and power. It’s why we teach them in our Online Coaching Program for those that are interested.
TRIGGER WARNING: This post deals with an account of physical abuse and may be triggering to some people.
“There remains what seems to be an impenetrable wall of silence around violence, and we must all play a role in breaking this silence.” ~Reese Witherspoon
The other day my brother sent me some rare old photographs of my family. In the middle of those aged images, I found a picture of a seven-year-old girl, so cute! She was wearing two perfect long braids and a smile. Oh, the smile of this lovely girl!
There was also an image of a man sitting down on the sofa, holding a baby in his arms, showing off a big, round, happy face. The man looked loving, respectful, and good to be around. “What a beautiful family!” you would say.
TRIGGER WARNING: This post deals with an account of physical abuse and may be triggering to some people.
“There remains what seems to be an impenetrable wall of silence around violence, and we must all play a role in breaking this silence.” ~Reese Witherspoon
The other day my brother sent me some rare old photographs of my family. In the middle of those aged images, I found a picture of a seven-year-old girl, so cute! She was wearing two perfect long braids and a smile. Oh, the smile of this lovely girl!
There was also an image of a man sitting down on the sofa, holding a baby in his arms, showing off a big, round, happy face. The man looked loving, respectful, and good to be around. “What a beautiful family!” you would say.