Friday, Sept. 23: A family recipe (if grandma allows, of course!).
Every Christmas my mom would make cranberry nut bread and hermits. I was never fond of the cranberry nut bread, but I love hermits. 125 more words
I said it again today: “Everybody is crazy but me and you, and I have my doubts about you…”
Seriously, what I said to my wife was, “Can’t we just pull out, leave, check out, unplug, get a cabin in the mountains where I will have you, my books, a fireplace, a dog and a view. 289 more words
If you’re like me, sometimes you realize that you spend more time with a notebook and pencil or a computer than your own family and friends. 333 more words
You know how, when you are a British noble in the eighteenth century, and you are redoing your landscaping and you’ve got Capability Brown doing the design and are adding some nice fountains and follies, but somehow it’s still just missing something? 269 more words