It’s kind of like the baking equivalent of sushi, right?
One of my happiest childhood memories is licking the bowl. Didn't matter whether it was a batch of cookies or batter for a cake, there was something deliciously forbidden about swirling my index finger around the rim of the bowl and savoring the sticky...The things we do for love
{A salute to mothers and the “nothings” that fill our day}
I went fishing today; I netted 19 plus. My posture wasn't a traditional fisherman's; awkwardly prostrated atop my washing machine and dryer, rear-end curved like the hump of an inchworm on the move, arms dangling low and legs flailing high, I was Mom on a...
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Tonight I played chauffeur for my husband and youngest son as we headed to dinner at Outback. Apparently I was craving the ethnicity of Australian food.At a stoplight I noticed a jagged nail on my middle finger, so I positioned my hand on the steering wheel,...
Fair of face, my Monday child
She was born on a Monday. Hers was not a delivery of water breaking and husband waking, contractions aching and “it’s time!” mistaking; it was planned for convenience (my doctor’s) and impatience (my own). My body signaled “ready”...Welcome!
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