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Monthly Archives: January 2012
I was browsing blogs when I came upon a commentary about a sick young woman and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Stacey Irvine, 17, of Birmingham, England collapsed at work after struggling to breathe. At the hospital it was … Continue reading
Sunday was a day to recover. A day to reflect and a day to process. We spent most of our time at home doing things together like reading, coloring and setting up picnics all over the house. I didn’t cook … Continue reading
Once upon a time there were two beautiful, clever princesses. Their names were Calixa and Leela. One day they were finishing their royal breakfast when a voice sounded out of nowhere. “It’s a beautiful sunny day,” the voice commanded. “You … Continue reading
I could feel the burn. My triceps screamed as I pummeled my way into the eighth minute of kneading. I was a sweating, lean mean bread-making machine! Bread-making is ancient. Humans have been making this wonderful food since the domestication … Continue reading
My poor sick children are finally getting over their colds. Cally is in the mood for some comfort food and I know just what I’m going to whip up. Every Saturday when I was a kid my dad made pancakes. … Continue reading
“Oucheeeeee,” my three-year-old wails. Her nose the spitting image of Santa’s lead reindeer. Thank goodness I have some home-made salve on hand. I’d originally started making the thick, goopy salve for my pregnant belly a few years ago and since … Continue reading
It’s been absolutely frigid all week which makes me want to EAT!!! I don’t mean cheap chocolate or greasy potato chips. I like to eat something that will stick. The foods I crave are strong, thick and viscous enough to … Continue reading
Yesterday I was too tired to write. My brain couldn’t produce anything coherent and my fingers couldn’t type translations for gobbledegook anyhow. Why was I tired you ask? Well, children are great; they are wonderful, charming, super-awesome-outta-this-world-cool… and sometimes they … Continue reading
Before you misunderstand my meaning, “coffee” to me means tea. Some people like straight black coffee, thick as motor oil coffee. They usually have husky voices and only answer when called by their last name. Some people like their coffee … Continue reading