We called her house earlier this morning so the kids could sing to her. No audio, but here’s a picture. Happy Birthday, Meredith!! The cat was indifferent.
Monthly Archives: October 2007
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BABY SISTER!!!!
We called her house earlier this morning so the kids could sing to her. No audio, but here’s a picture. Happy Birthday, Meredith!! The cat was indifferent.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BABY SISTER!!!!
We called her house earlier this morning so the kids could sing to her. No audio, but here’s a picture. Happy Birthday, Meredith!! The cat was indifferent.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BABY SISTER!!!!
We called her house earlier this morning so the kids could sing to her. No audio, but here’s a picture. Happy Birthday, Meredith!! The cat was indifferent.
Sleepless for the Sox
We stayed up for the whole game. I’d been up since 4:22 in the morning yesterday (yes, it’s that precise) because Julia, (who else?) had been awake and I hadn’t seen the whole game the night before (Saturday night’s game) because we were so far ahead and because I was falling asleep on the couch. Continue reading “Sleepless for the Sox”
9 Pounds, 14.5 Ounces
Our Giant Pumpkin, 2007.
Easy Herb Batter Bread – (the first bread I learned to make)
My mom belonged to a local garden club when I was a kid – and well beyond that, actually. They did a lot to make the town look nice – the trees planted along main street were their doing, for instance. "Project Beautification" is a program I seem to remember…
Anyway, another project one year was a little cookbook called Indian Run Gardeners Cook Book. The name "Indian Run" refers (if memory serves) to a little brook that runs parallel to part of Route 108 near Old Mountain Field. All the members of the club provided a menu and at least one recipe for that menu.
Here's the cover of my copy.
Father and Daughter Stuff
Don’t know if I ever mentioned this before, but when I was pregnant with Julia – before we knew she was a she – Bill firmly believed (or hoped desperately) that our next child would be another boy. Because, according to him, his side of the family only produced boys. The oldest of the threeContinue reading “Father and Daughter Stuff”
Pickled Peppers
From my sister.
Tag, I’m It…8 Things You Don’t (or Might Not) Know About Me
Leigh over at Red Pony Farm tagged me yesterday, so here goes. I wanted to think about it a bit first, but the World Series is preventing me from much independent thinking right now. And from sleep. So here goes…. 1. I used to want to be a private detective. My best friend and IContinue reading “Tag, I’m It…8 Things You Don’t (or Might Not) Know About Me”