The way to a man’s heart (read wallet) is through his stomach, right? I’m on a mission here.

Posted on October 25, 2012 by Enchanted Seashells, Confessions of a Tugboat Captain's Wife

I felt better pretty quickly, that’s what a Z-pack‘ll do, and we’re having a Santa Ana weather event (hot, dry, windy) so I did several loads of laundry and hung them out on the clothesline to dry, no really, that’s what I did! Then I decided to make petit4chocolatier’s Italian Chocolate Meatball Cookies because they look so delicious in her beautiful photos. My pix can’t compare to hers, but the cookies are delicious! I didn’t have the blue sugar crystals to sprinkle on top, but all in all, I think it was a success. Take a peek. They look like meatballs with Alfredo sauce. Thank you, Judy, for a fun cookie to make and an easy recipe to follow!

Delicately arranged on an antique Limoges plate

Unfrosted. They’re yummy like this, too, full of chips and pecans.

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Enchanted Seashells Confessions of a Tugboat Captain

Enchanted Seashells, Confessions of a Tugboat Captain's Wife

Sometimes he's here, sometimes he's not. What. Ever. I'm married to a tug boat captain who travels the world while I stay home, scrub the tile with rubber gloves and a toothbrush, then shop 'til I drop. My proudest accomplishment is being the mom of a wonderful son who has his Ph.D. from Yale. In the real world, I have a background in education, marketing, advertising, and public relations. I've been in a few films, helped my surfer/captain husband with a surf-related radio show, owned a couple small businesses, and co-directed a non-profit organization. Right now, I'm building a copy editing and proofreading career. I love seashells and rocks, gardening and baking, Chanel, Hello Kitty, Gossip Girl, and anything sparkly or leopard print. And NO, I am NOT a mermaid. I've never seen a mermaid with genitals, and since I've given birth, I couldn't be a mermaid. Any questions?