Growing up, breakfast was usually boxed cereal with milk. My mom never got us the "treat" cereal with marshmallows or chocolate in it. On special days we’d have a hot breakfast, but it was rare and usually on a holiday. As I got older I either ate nothing for...

But here it is. I love hearing this woman speak, she’s amazing. And this is so true. Something to keep in mind over the holidays, and always.

It’s got me thinking about a couple of disposable things that I’m attached to. I’m gonna do some meditating on this....

I’m finally out of the haze of that sickness, which frankly was so all-encompassing that both Jeff and I had glimpses of the end… at least, that’s how it felt to us at the time. It came and went like a powerful wave, moving through Tuula, Vera, me, Max,...

We are a healthy bunch around here, usually. So, when the plague of death hit us yesterday, I spent a good deal of time wondering if we had food poisoning. But, soon Jeff got it, and then I got word that little Max and my sister were sick too....

Wanna know what 10 minutes of eerie quiet from two rambunctious little girls produces? Yes? Dry cement all over the floor! This picture does not do it justice. If I had left them any longer I’m sure they would have found some water to mix it with… they were...

I was born shy, I think. My mother used to harbor my flushed face in her lap from the time I was just a wee little thing. As I’ve grown, I’ve had to stand up on my own two feet, often feeling more exposed than I’d like. You know,...

This week has been organized in some ways and disorganized in others. I’m chipping away at the kitchen project, and it’s nice to be finding homes for things that were just getting kind of stuffed away. First, the hutch. I was happy with the hutch, it just holds fragile...

At least one. We saw the cute little thing last night on the stairs. I’ll have to stay really on top of keeping food locked up, counters wiped down and floors swept. Oh bother. I suppose it’s good motivation. This is the time that I wish we had a...

Yesterday was rough. It was a combination of things. I just didn’t have the patience or space or time that I needed. Jeff got home and I was totally touched out and worn down. After dinner I took the dog out for a walk, and had planned to take...

The longer I’m in this business of eating, the more I realize that it’s no use messing with a good thing. To help illustrate my point, I give you the "Cherpumple". Jeff mentioned this to me yesterday, and I had to look it up- 3 pies...