I was stretched out next to him on the couch one evening, and something made me think of old English literature. Quote the Canterbury Tales Prologue for me, I said. Naaaaah, he said. Pleeeeease. Quote it for me. Batting eyelashes. And so he began to quote –stage voice locked on and right hand raised quite…
In the same day I read about corruption in Lagos, Nigeria, I handed that man of mine paper towels while he was flat on his back on my kitchen floor, trying to figure out why everything underneath my kitchen sink was wet. I tried running the water, and nothing leaked. So he left the cupboard…
Over the last few weeks, I’ve realized I probably should go outside. I see pictures of people on Facebook who have been outside, and it seems interesting but foreign. Here I am in the house reading books and…reading books. I opened a friend’s blog post a few days ago and scrolled through pictures of her…
I made the best grilled chicken the other night. You’ll find the recipe at thenourishing home.com. It was the marinade that made my guys happy. My newlywed daughter has been looking for simple recipes, so I sent the recipe to her and asked if she had balsamic vinegar. No. What’s special about balsamic vinegar? she asked….
Husbands are grown boys, you know, and boys need to find out what makes you crazy and do it. Just to see you be crazy. If I had known this, I never would have let on that I don’t like the claustrophobic feeling of being restrained. But somehow we were sitting on the couch one…
My dad loved nothing more than to help us out. I wish I had kept some accounting journal over the last few decades, so I could show you how many times he paid for things like new tires, credit card debit, appliances, and crunched fenders, to say nothing of how many broken everythings he repaired…
I had to get up like normal people yesterday morning and be at work by 8:15. Usually I’m heading out the door at 11:30, to work part time at the Christian school. Can I just say that you people who work full time are super heroes. I felt a little whiny that I was showered…
Yesterday morning I spent an hour making sausage potato bites for my guys. I found the recipe in the 2012 Celebrate magazine, and Matt and Caleb got tears of joy in their eyes when they tried them for the first time. A combination of Jimmy Dean, hashbrowns, and Parmesan, these little babies are what Montana…
Dear friends, Today is my birthday! The big four-six, and you should know I’m a little ridiculous on the inside about the whole birthday thing. It’s like when I was six years old I stopped maturing and still jump up and down over cake and presents. Presents! I was laughing at myself the other day,…
This weekend I drove away from my mother and my daughter, and I think there should be a law against that. I drove to Wyoming by myself, to visit my mom, and we had the most wonderful time. She took me to a little place in Lander called The Middle Fork, where I ate the…
After staring at this blinking cursor all morning, with nary a blog post idea in site, my two nieces, ages 10 and 8, came into the front room of my mom’s house. Hey girls, I can’t think of a blog post for Monday. Maybe you should help me, I said. I told them I…
After stopping at my daughter and son-in-law’s apartment in Bozeman, the halfway point on my way to visit my mom in Wyoming, I packed up my suitcase in the morning and pulled it over snow-covered sidewalks to my car. Driving out of the parking lot, I took the detour around a construction site on the…
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