Topsy Turvy

“Don’t do that,” I scolded Levi as he tried to crash into me with one of his attack hugs. “Why not?” he asked. “Because, I’m all topsy-turvy.” “What do you mean, ‘topsy-turvy’?” he queried....
The Everyday

The Everyday

There was a time I would get really bored with the day-to-day, yearning for something else – travel, excitement, something more. There was a time that, when single and living alone, I would visit my sister every weekend. There was a time, when single, that I had...

Balancing Morning Dew

I would get up at 4:00 am. I was living with my parents. Sometimes my mother and father would also be up. There wasn’t much speaking. It was dark. It was often cold. There was coffee, Folger’s crystals, usually. It took an hour and a half to get ready...

Getting a Head Start

Day two of days is complete. The dishes are done. The lunches are prepped. The coffee is programmed. Some of the laundry is folded, the dishwasher is loaded. I am loving day two. One of the hardest things to do is come home from work – having anticipated needs,...

Sunday Kitchen Stories

Tonight feels successful. Let’s hope this sets us up for a good week. Accomplished: Icing the foot, twice Soaking three bowls of beans Cooking three types of beans Baked two loaves of bread (whole wheat, barley flour, unbleached white) Visited Meat Market (food...