Rosemary, baby
Hoping to reduce our holiday stress, hubby and I chose not to put up a Christmas tree this year. but we still hung stockings…
December, 2012
We’re in hot water now
Some mornings, you have no idea what adventure awaits once you step out of bed. Yesterday started off nicely, with hubby replacing that hasp on…
Re-bolting developments
In the wee hours of Christmas Eve — the night before the night before Christmas, as our friend Erin likes to say — my…
Let the sun(choke) shine in
So it’s about -147° tonight. (Perhaps I exaggerate, but we Southerners are not accustomed to wind speed higher than the actual temperature.) Maybe that’s…
Tracto-ho-ho
Saw a sign just like this on the road to visit hubby’s family. Now all I want for Christmas is one of these to…
Housekeeping for the holidaze
OK, confession time. Deep down I’m an OCD neat freak. But it’s funny how life has a way of subjecting you to a little…
… and Little Lambs Eat Ivy
Brads eat oats and Jenns eat oats… I thought I’d add my two cents on the oats Jenn mentioned in her recent post. First…
Confessions of a garlic junkie
It’s a good thing Brad and I are married to each other because no one else could tolerate our inappropriate love of garlic. We…
Rollin’ in the dough
In our continuing effort to stuff our faces full of good food reduce waste, we’re trying to eliminate packaged cereals and bread products from the…