My Forever Home

My Forever Home

You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it’s all right. – Maya Angelou  You can’t go home again isn’t just metaphorical for many people.  The first home I ever knew–the married student housing apartments where...

I Fell off the Wagon . . .

The NaBloPoMo wagon, that is.  But, y’all, this week has been brutal. First there was the all-nighter.  Jake got his paper done.  Emily bagged on us around 3 a.m.  I stayed up and up and up.  For those of you who have heard me rant about helicopter parenting,...
The Best Turkey I Ever Made

The Best Turkey I Ever Made

I don’t know about you, but I always get nervous about roasting the Thanksgiving turkey.  It’s such a big responsibility.  If your casserole doesn’t turn out exactly right, so what?  There are about 100 more casseroles on the table.  But if the...

Let the Preparations Begin!

That’s my counter, waiting for tomorrow.  We are hosting Thanksgiving for the first time in several years, and I expect to be cooking all day.  I hope to have only the turkey to deal with on Thursday. When I was growing up, Thanksgiving was so comforting,...
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