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Thankful Tuesday: Tomatoes, Friends, Kite-Flying Wind

It's been a loooooong time since Thankful Tuesday peeked his little head out of hibernation. Consider this to be a groundhog day of sorts. Mr. Groundhog is coming out and looking for his shadow. And then going back into the warm den. I can't guarantee how long it'll be before I'm back and yapping away around here, but the ...

One Good Phrase: Micha Boyett (All will be well)

These are the days of holding the deep portions. The days where your husband walks the kids to the park and on the way his phone lights up with the worst kind of news. Tragedy. A friend’s life ended. And like that, he arrives at the playground, where his kids run and pour sand and swing so high they’re almost to ...

One Good Phrase: Leigh Kramer (Conversation is like…)

Leigh Kramer sees the world in a lovely way. I am always reading her posts and saying, "Oh, I never thought of it like that" and I'm so grateful for her voice. Also, we are TV watching kindreds, especially when it comes to shows I'm a little embarrassed to say I love. Welcome Hopefulleigh! So happy to have you ...

Thankful Tuesday: Noodle Situations, Tiger Hats

Two days before Chris left town last week, he had a late night of work. And, of course, that was the night Brooksie chose to bring out the drama by slurping a spaghetti noodle from the back of his mouth up into his nasal cavity. I’m not even making this up. There were lots of tears. He was really uncomfortable and I was ...

Why I love Mom’s Group

Last week I sat in the small room with twelve or so women. One of the very best of the bakers among us had brought scones and a hand-made cream cheese spread with craisons and probably crack mixed in. She was, of course, serving that cream cheese in squatty etched glass mason jars. I love women who can even make their snacks ...

Thankful Tuesday: Oh the Holidays!

(We traveled to Texas, Philadelphia, and made a little hop up to Connecticut. You know, keeping it simple.) Christmas morning snow… in Texas Time with my grandmothers. (Ages 88 and 91) A night of hanging out in my brother's kitchen with both brothers, both sisters in law, and my husband! This is a feat very difficult ...

For Carey. And for her friend, Melynn.

When I get the text from Melynn, it’s 8:30 on Saturday morning and we’ve just finished our cinnamon buns and read the story of St. Nicholas. We’re in the middle of a new family tradition, gathering the toys we’ll be giving away that day. The boys are on the carpet in the hallway vrooming cars: Chris and August and ...