Ahhh, spring! The warm breezes bring flower petals and the notes of early morning bird song, the light perfume of flowers in the air and… End of year testing! You might think that because we homeschool, we get to avoid the crunch of school testing…
Last weekend, Perry and I took our oldest to her first dance. A middle school dance… Yes, I remember middle school, that amazingly awkward age where some kids are thought to be the coolest ever and others seem to be destined to be…
I am so frustrated. How did it get to be April already? It seems like I was just recovering from Christmas and all the January birthdays, and all of a sudden I’m making the office schedule for July and frantically looking for summer vacation…
I’m back! Last week, my husband and I went to Breckenridge, Colorado for a ski trip. I am exhausted. What? I just had a week away from work, kids, home and everything that is the normal rat race of life, and I’m still wiped…
I had the strangest experience with my son the other day. Let me give you some background. Two summers ago, we took a family vacation to the gulf coast of Florida and rented a beach house for a week. It was exactly what we…
Welcome to the recap of Tea Talk: Food As Medicine Part 3 – Extreme Eating! We had a wonderful time together on March 10th, but I know there were many who wanted to be there and couldn’t come, so here’s a few pictures and a…
I love chocolate. I’m sure I’ve said this before, but I think chocolate should be its own food group. The thought of giving up chocolate was the one thing that kept stopping me from eliminating sugar from my diet for more than a year. Eliminating…
I started dancing again this week. Not just bopping around to my playlist, actually dancing. Not that it’s not dancing if you’re moving around to your music, it’s just that I mean something else. See, I was a dancer in my younger years. Let…
I’m such a complainer. Yes, I am. Well, maybe not always out loud. I have this external put-on-your-big-girl-panties-and-deal-with-it attitude, but inside I’m grousing about what I don’t like and how I think things should be different. And too often, I am complaining out loud.…
I miss rice. When I was little, my mom told me that maybe I should have been Asian, because I loved rice so much. Didn’t matter what kind – white, brown, sticky, I ate them all. A little sauce and a big pile of…