Feodora-esq Academia
Due to circumstances that I really cannot claim were out of our control (though, heck, this would sound better if they had been… makes me sound kind of shallow to admit we are starting school late because I was traveling), … Read More
Salt, Sand and Set Limits
*The times, dates, and tenses are off on this post. Oh well. If I am being quite truthful (and I like to think I am known to be, especially here. To the point of, gah! Please make the truth stop, … Read More
Long Time, No See
But I have a really good reason, I promise. Yes, I have horribly neglected this blog because it turns out, despite popular opinion, I do have a daily word limit and while it is a disturbingly high number, it does … Read More
Butter and Rest: Accidentally Good for You (my bad.)
So I got a free treadmill off of Craigslist and didn’t even get killed. Fine, technically I sent the Beloved to pick it up, so if anyone was going to get Craigslist-killed, it would have been him (three cheers for … Read More
Quail Envy
Hear that? That is the deafening sound of another academic year reaching its close. Pip-pip and break open the junky cereal!! And for those of you who find your fibers inextricably woven to the rhythm of the more traditional school … Read More
Pamela Anderson and Theological Twerking
I got pulled down a Babylon Bee hole this morning. As far as holes go, the Bee hole is probably my favorite. Air conditioning, great snacks, and chuckles that will probably come back to me on my deathbed. They were … Read More
Like a Spider Through an Electric Fan
With the joys of springtime (rhubarb-rhubarb-rhubarb) comes the harsher realities of the fall and the dark effect it has had on both man and beast. And critter. Nature, while lovely, carries with it a blot. That blot is spiders. Not … Read More
Knock Knock… RHUBARB
Remember back in the day when I first started hunting and pecking around on this blog and some of you couldn’t believe what you saw with some of your reading eyes? The glow of August sunshine warming your face as … Read More
Mother’s Day and the 364 Rule
You’re not wrong. I have been on the quiet side, which is perhaps not what I am known for around here, but I promise, I have a brilliant excuse. Maybe 3 or 18. Or I am a flake. Could be … Read More
Counting Wrong
When we moved into Feodora, the first real problem that needed dealing with actually was not the incessant traffic noise or my fear of allowing the kids in the front yard next to all that traffic (3 years in and … Read More