November 30, 2015 We gathered around the table and opened our little informal meeting with a bit of a formality. “Thanks for coming” we greeted. And then we dove into the heart of the matter. Yes, scenes often open with thanks. “Thanks for calling” the voicemail recordings recite. “Thank…
November 24, 2015 Ah, Thanksgiving. Minor decorating. No gift-giving. Just food, family, and football. That’s my kind of holiday. It’s always been one of the year’s highlights for me. While growing up, we ate Thanksgiving lunch at my Grandma’s house. Always a feast! We would eat until we couldn’t hold another bite….
November 22, 2015 Five birthdays in five months for our little family equals a lot of cake. We began the festivities last month’s with Cayson’s ninth birthday. This month we put five candles on Walker’s cake. December and January belong to me and then my hubby. We will finish the parties in…
November 20, 2015 I’m pretty sure I just made the list of Dairy Queen’s most annoying customers. It was not a life goal of mine, but I accomplished the task anyway. Sigh. The award was given at the end of a long day. After 8 PM. After I finished my second part-time…
November 17, 2015 Is it me or does a five year old sound a whole lot older than a four year old? Maybe it’s because a four year old is just emerging from the toddler years and a five year old is on the cusp of…well, let me whisper it…kindergarten. As of…
November 15, 2015 Looking back over the past few week’s posts on the blog, the evidence is clear: I love carbs. The case against me is pretty much secured as the aroma of cupcakes baking surround me as I type this post. Be sure to try two fall favorites, both…
November 13, 2015 Okay, it’s November. Time for the obligatory pumpkin recipe. I suppose that over the years, I’ve often neglected pumpkin because I have an unwritten rule that desserts should contain chocolate. Therefore, the pumpkin pies and pumpkin rolls were overlooked. Now, in my maturity, I see their…
November 10, 2015 I stared at her from my seat. Flawless makeup. Hair that had made its way through a flat iron. Maybe she had even perfected the art of blow drying with a brush. A feat I have never managed to conquer. Jewelry accented her fall sweater. I sat there with my…
November 5, 2015 We’ve kinda been in the dark around here this week. And it’s not just the daylight savings time change. Although the premature darkness hasn’t helped the situation. No, we’ve lost a light. The light fixture in the older boys’ room suffered one final blow and came down beyond…
November 2, 2015 Not many things can speak my language like a yeast roll, a breadstick, or a croissant. I’m a bread girl. I remember during our newlywed years, I served some sort of bread at supper each evening. Lots of those refrigerated crescent rolls. And my patient husband would quietly get…