I don’t care what candy-makers say. Candy making is not easy. The instructions in the recipe were so clear, so specific, I thought there’d be no way to screw up my precious pralines, that delicious Southern confection I’ve been dreaming of making for weeks now, since the day I received ten pounds of pecans from … Continue reading How I saved the pralines (and the pralines saved me)
We weren’t even in our new place before packages started showing up on our doorstep. Since we were geniuses and crammed our move into the two weeks between our kids’ birthdays (and only four weeks before Christmas), we did a lot of online ordering to make sure we didn’t screw up and forget to shop … Continue reading I think I tipped the wrong guy
We’ve been going non-stop for 7 days, packing, lifting, loading. Moving boxes, unloading, unpacking. Organizing, cleaning, eating crap food. Stressing. And I can’t do anymore tonight. All I can think about is alcohol, and drinking lots of it. And the rum balls I want to make but can’t because I left the Karo corn syrup … Continue reading Visions of rum balls danced in her head
Hands red and numb with cold, I lick my salty lip. Continue reading Haiku from a winter run
I’m picking up the keys to our new place today, and I’m so excited I can hardly stand it. I’ve got the trunk packed with shelf-lining paper, brand new brooms and mops, our vacuum cleaner, my oil diffuser, and about 60 bottles of essential oils. I was thinking I’d take the laptop over and play … Continue reading New Keys
On our drive to Ohio for Thanksgiving, I thought about socks. Six hours is a long time in the car, and you know, your mind wanders. Specifically, I was thinking about the clothes our son packed for himself, which included a mismatched pair of socks – both were white, but one had a gray bottom … Continue reading Men and their socks
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