I started my day with a Diet Coke and a handful of stale popcorn. Breakfast of Champions? Nope. Breakfast of a Mama who has been dealing with what has been coming out of a certain Brave Hero’s nether regions since early this morning….yup. Smelly stuff comes with Parker’s territory. What’s a few wilted nasal hairs… [Continue Reading]
The Great Depression, My Grandparents and Me.
My dad grew up in an orphanage. His dad died when he was young, leaving his mother to raise a family of 4 kids by the money she earned cleaning homes. Because she was gone so often working, leaving the oldest to tend the younger, a neighbor called the then version of DCFS because the… [Continue Reading]
Miracles. Gardens. And my kid with special needs.
I woke up early this morning with the need to walk outside to check if the peas I had planted several days ago had make their appearance yet. It’s still a few days before the pea packaging experts claimed they could have pushed their way through the scant .5 inch of soil I carefully covered… [Continue Reading]
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year…
Come on. You know you feel the same way. The Johnny’s catalog comes and automatically it’s Spring. Even if it’s really only the beginning of January. What are you planting this year?
How to store potatoes for the winter.
We eat a lot of spuds around here. Homemade (baked) fries, mashed, smashed, twice baked too. Luckily we are entering the cheap(er) priced potato season. At least compared to the prices being asked at a local grocery store around here. Yikes! My parents grow potatoes in their garden and share them with us. Plus, right… [Continue Reading]








