Yesterday, I read a good blog post entitled, The Best Time I Didn’t Sit Next to Harrison Ford. The premise of the article was that the author, who lives in Malibu, had arrived early to a play to see a friend’s son perform, and had saved several seats for her friends. I’m familiar with the mentality …
It ain’t much, but it’s a little something. A little change for my blog. Last night I was checking out some local-to-me food blogs, and I noticed one on Blogger that had a “Print Friendly” button at the end of her post. I’d been looking for a gadget like that for my recipe posts, and …
There’s one born every minute. And no, I am not referring to a spike in the deer population. I reference, of course, that famous quote by P.T. Barnum, that great American showman, businessman and scam artist, he of the Ringling Brothers, and Barnum and Bailey Circus Fame. Barnum is the often quoted source of the …
The man has the heart of a Bison, my husband does. He did GREAT!!! (On the stress test I told you he was going to have yesterday.) He’d want you to know all the facts and figures, because he is, as we all know, the hardest working Man in Rehab. About two weeks after heart …
See the happy couple? They look so happy, don’t they? Happy, happy, happy. You’d think they were happily celebrating their 24th wedding anniversary, wouldn’t you? On their way to a less than happy anniversary dinner. Well, they were. And they weren’t. I started the day by knocking the very full Aeropress Coffee press that was …
We invited some wonderful friends over for dinner last night. After they arrived, the Big Bison’s hunting buddy asked him if he would show him the fateful spot where my husband was splitting wood the afternoon he had his heart attack. Deacon D. Dawg walked out to the wood pile with them, and, as is …
You know, I can stand a lot of things. For instance, I can stand the fact that the flying experience has now been forever spoiled for the rest of us by the stupid terrorists. Flying USED to be fun. It USED to be an enjoyable, relaxing way to travel. But now, it requires trying to …
What I should be doing? WRITING. I have a potential opportunity to contribute some recipes to a cookbook that Harvest House is talking about putting out, and I’ve been dragging my feet about actually writing the recipes, because, I am scared of failing. What else should I be doing? BLOGGING. I want to talk about …
Seriously. You know that big storm system that blew across the US recently? On Monday afternoon, it passed through our area. The lightning strikes started popping like popcorn while I was on the phone with my friend, Anne. I had just mentioned to her that things were starting to get dicey, and I might need …
No, not THIS Pee Wee. Image from here. Once upon a time, about 23 years ago, and I really and truly am not making this story up, I was a newlywed. OK, I know that’s not that hard to believe. But hang on: it may take a while to get to the unbelievable part, but …
Trying to act nonchalant. See this woman? See what’s behind her? Yeah, at this particular moment, she was feeling pretty darn good about herself. She was thinking that she, for some reason, had been allowed to hit the jackpot. Have you ever been someplace, gone someplace, and known that you had risen above your social …
PDA. PDA??? What the heck is PDA, you ask??? A long, long, time ago (cue Don McLean’s American Pie), I can still remember… I went to an extremely upright Christian Junior College. Really, really uptight. And they had rules in regard to Public Displays of Affection. No huggie, no kissie,…(and if you are of a …
As the year draws to a close, I like to take a few moments to think back over what’s happened during the past year, and as I was doing that the other day, I had my blog to help me out! What a great tool! My highs, my lows, my calamaties, my triumphs, all are …
Raspberry Shortbread Cookies are the cookies that won me the title of Cookie Contest Queen. And you’ll find, at the bottom of this post, the recipe for the amazing Raspberry Shortbread Cookie: it’s the cookie my family demands, year after year. An Embarrassing Story Involving These Christmas Cookies I can’t believe I haven’t told …
Now I KNOW y’all think I am talking about my Big Bison, and in point of fact, with a title like this one, I should be! There is no sexier man alive than my gorgeous hunk of a husband, and if you don’t share my opinion: well, good! More for me!!! But, since lately I …