I made it with my own two little hands. It’s in the oven right now, roasting, so I sadly cannot tell you — yet — whether or not it turned out well. But it’s a Thanksgiving turkey, and it’s in
Category: Parenting
Sometimes it’s easy, in this Red, Round, or Green World, to be a little too idyllic, or a little too self-righteous, or a little too absorbed. Sometimes it’s easy to fall into the trap of letting other people think that
What’s this? Thanksgiving cookies? No, no, no. Thanksgiving isn’t about cookies, you say. It’s about pies. And lots of ’em. I agree. Thanksgiving, in strictly traditional, American terms, is dedicated to the pursuit of turkey, stuffing, and as many varieties
Fooled you. You figured I was going to talk about food additives, right? Scary substances, processed ingredients, stuff that goes into our food supply and gets fed to our kids and shouldn’t, really, because we don’t actually know what it
To all who read and commented on my last post, thanks. I appreciate the fact that your comments were supportive; I liked feeling that I was not alone in my puzzlement over the sugar situation; and I’m so glad that
I can’t be the only one who’s been thinking about the Sarah Palin incident. Nope, not the “Russia from my house” thing, and not the shooting moose from a helicopter to make chili thing, and not the quitting-governor-before-the-term-limit thing either…those
Any musical theatre geeks among you are now singing to yourselves; I’m particularly gratified by the mental image of those select few who are actually going “bum bada dum bum bum, Tradition!” along with me. But I digress. As much
You probably realize, if you read this blog regularly, that I am a big fan of my Sunday Roast Chicken. In fact, my respect for this particular menu item is at the level of Why-Don’t-You-Just-Kiss-It-And-Marry-It-Already. I already make sure it
Not to get all churchy on people, or anything — this is a completely nonreligious, ecumenical blog — but yesterday the visiting pastor at our church had some words of wisdom during the Children’s Moment that I think are worth
The other day I asked, in the post “What’s an Uber-Mom to Do?”, what the correct response to the school Halloween party (sorry, “Fall Celebration”) might be given the fact that the menu was not designed well for my particular