Chicken Hearted Stew
We saw the first hail today, pelting about the yard like they owned the place (which I suppose, in that moment anyway, they surely did). I guess that makes it official — winter has arrived. For years, wiser heads than … Read More
Our Eyes Are at Fault, That Is All
Last night, during the final doorknob question (the most important topics come up at that last moment before the last goodnight is said, when your hand is on the doorknob… it is when you think you have checked all the … Read More
Butter and Rest: the One About Oatmeal
Normally, I would never consider something as prosaic as oatmeal for this feature. But here’s the thing, and with absolutely no underlying spirit of accusation, there are people (I mean, I don’t know them, but I have read about them) … Read More
Stay On Your Horse
As we embark on the first planned hiatus from blogging in honor of 3 days spent with Superchick at her lovely abode for Thanksgiving (squee!! And yes, I know you are all wondering — what will she do with all … Read More
“I Don’t Know How You Do It” and Other Mysteries of Rhetoric
The first time I can recall being told that I would be a tough act to follow, I was about 13 years old and it was the woman cutting my hair. At the time, I recall having no idea what … Read More
Butter and Rest: Circus Bun Edition
Have we known each other long enough for me to offer up one of my favorite, most difficult, and absolutely most fun recipes to make without you smirking and closing down the screen? Kindly recall that I have also offered … Read More
What I Can Do With 9 Fingers: a List
I am not much of a list writer, actually. But here goes. Write a blog. Pointer fingers are overrated when you are hunting and pecking, chicken-style, anyway. Wash half of my hands. As in, one hand. Ever seen a kid … Read More
I Bleed Stupidity
It all started at 2 am this morning when I awoke with that awful feeling in my throat that serves as a flashing hazard light, informing me that I am set to feel sick for a bit. Something about the … Read More
Tears the Size of My Bum (and Other Irreconcilable Tragedies)
It is so strange to realize that I have suddenly (because it did feel sudden… wasn’t it only about a year ago that my inner thought dialogue sounded exactly the same as it did when I was 16? And yes, … Read More
What You See Is What You’re Looking At
Recently, I attended a ladies’ fellowship evening at church. It was hosted by a gracious woman with a beautiful home and there was intentional conversation and teaching about hospitality, which explains/justifies the two different cocktails I learned how to make … Read More