Musings on the three most important things in my life; my husband, my kids and my Little Yellow Notepad
It was finally coming true. My mind was racing, my imagination going wild. No more cooking suppers. No more peeling, cutting and prepping food. My son was going to take over the kitchen. He's a natural. He's one of those. I would be one of those bragging moms who nonchalantly wave their hands and laugh, "Oh,… Continue reading My son, the chef…kind of
If I ever feel the need for some extra attention, all I have to do is go to Walmart with some - or all- of my kids. That wasn't the reason why I did that today, but it only took about the length of an aisle or two to realize it makes a pretty good game plan.… Continue reading A day at Walmart
I had it all worked out. My house would be different. I eyed my new dinette set. I had carefully chosen the color pattern for the chairs; the greys and blues blended so softly. The texture was right, and it was easy to wipe clean too. The table matched so well, all carefully chosen for… Continue reading I knew my house would be different
I did it. I ran the marathon. No, not a 5k or 10k. I'd call it the gazillion-k, if not more. I ran the Pesach marathon. It starts off with weeks of training, slowly easing into it. Warm ups. Looking through past notes. Checking old menus. Shopping lists. Training gets a bit more intense; decisions need… Continue reading I ran the marathon!
I knew I had to call the freezer repair guy. I knew it for 6 months. When I plugged in the freezer back in November and it made this monstrous, horrific buzzing sound, I knew something was wrong. But I did what comes to mind when you discover an appliance is broken - I plugged it in… Continue reading The freezer repair guy
