In No Particular Order: 1. Thousands of jellyfish, floating underneath the swimming pool raft that I was lying on, belly down, in the Adriatic. I could not put a finger or toe in the water without getting stung. Jellyfish don’t swim: they drift with the current. And so do air mattresses. 2. My then boyfriend/soon-to-be-fiancée’s …
Last year, I gave you my recipe for how to cook your Thanksgiving Turkey. I went back and revisited that recipe, and I think I SHOULD give you a bit of an update on how we REALLY cooked our Thanksgiving Turkey last year. Because rather than grilling it, we smoked it. And I feel like …
I got nominated. Me, and EIGHT MILLION OTHER PEOPLE, for the Homeschool Blog Awards. I was nominated, again, for Best Encourager. This is a fact that you may well find somewhat ironic by the end of this post. I’m in the same category as Ann Voskamp. You can knock it off with the ear-splitting, gut-shaking …
(I borrowed the title for this post from a line from: “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”, a poem by T. S. Eliot) My baby boy hadn’t eaten a huge variety of solid foods at all when these pictures were taken. He’d been nursed for quite a while, and then gradually switched over to …
When my son was about 16 months old, my girlfriend invited us over for some wonderful Razzleberry Pie. As I recall, it was a three berry pie: blueberries, raspberries, and blackberries. All the sweetness of summer was packed inside that pastry shell. My son had never had a fruit pie before, and I think he …
View from my Atlanta hotel room’s balcony. Pretty, yes? I wanted to share some of the wealth that was shared with me from my time in Atlanta, city of Zombies, and location to the most recent SITS Girls Bloggy Boot Camp. City of Zombies? You be the judge. It was a kickin’ view, I admit. …
So apparently I’ve been living on another planet. When I signed up to go to Bloggy Boot Camp in Atlanta, I was really looking forward to visiting that fine city again. Sure, I’ve been to Atlanta before. I’ve enjoyed the friendliness of Atlantans, the wonderful shopping, the fine aquarium, and the World of Coke museum. …
As in, brace yourself: this might hurt a bit. I think I need one of those brace and bit things to rotoroot inside my sinuses. I need the power of Mr. Clean in a Neti Pot. Because all of this: Has been filled up with THIS: Prayers for a speedy recovery would be much appreciated.
This recipe for Bourbon Pumpkin Cheesecake with Bourbon Sour Cream Glaze is one of the most amazing Thanksgiving Desserts you’ll ever try! My daughter LOVES my Fluffiest Pumpkin Pie, AND she loves my blueberry cheesecake, too. She was TORN between which to ask for for her birthday dessert. And then, I remembered this cheesecake …
…and I love this boy. They grow up too dang fast, don’t they? Had my daughter’s 14th birthday celebration this weekend. We built a fire outside, and roasted hot dogs, and my husband got this shot of our 17 year old son, while the girls were roasting hot dogs. Just thought I’d share.
You know, in my last post, I kept it real. Despite the fact that in general, in life, I usually exercise better judgment, today, I’m staying with the theme: I’m keeping it stupid. And being the fashion maven that I am (not), I thought I’d mention that the morning after I posted that I FINALLY got …
In the interests of keeping it real, there are some things about myself I feel I must share. I got my hair highlighted yesterday. The stylist uses foils. The gray is coming in thicker and thicker, and pretty soon, I’m going to have to color the whole mop, because highlighting alone will not be enough. …
My little girl can get overlooked in crowd of kids where her brother hangs. She’s sweet as she can be, but much more retiring than her brother. In truth, she’s witty and warm, as well as being sugar and spice and all things nice. But this summer, she decided she wanted to enter the talent …
Harley Allen performing at the Station Inn, world-renowned bluegrass dive.Image from here. When I went to the Bluegrass Fan Fest/Alison Krauss concert on Saturday night, they held a tribute to a recently deceased songwriter/singer/musician named Harley Allen. He had an extremely successful career as a songwriter. He wrote songs for Garth Brooks, Alan Jackson, Blake …
No, this post is not about me losing weight, more’s the pity. Image from here. My friend Anne’s shoulders are sprinkled with Golden Pixie Dust. Well, OK, they’re not, really. But she wins contests wherever she goes! Nearly every time I call her she is telling me about the latest giveaway she won. (And it …