Yup. We’re still waiting for Spring. No, it’s not that I’m surprised (as a friend’s astute daughter said, “Of COURSE the groundhog thinks there are six more weeks of winter — the first day of Spring is March 21!”); it’s
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I’m just going to be honest here: The more locally and seasonally you eat, the more the end of winter kind of drags. At least, that’s true for me. Don’t get me wrong – I love not buying Evil Winter
We’re back! I took some time off from Lunch Logic, as I’m sure many of you noticed. Over the summer, a lunch-packing feature doesn’t make as much sense as it does during the school year, so once June was done
This week, I offered followers of my Facebook page the opportunity to choose three recipes from my subscribers-only More Joy, Less Stress holiday preparation program that would be shared here on the blog for everyone. After a few rounds of
I’m looking at the calendar, at my freshly holiday-decked house (translation: “bedazzled by a drunk elf with bad taste”), and at my pre-Christmas to-do list. I’m not stressed, actually. The to-do list is shrinking admirably, the house — however awkwardly
Here and now, we officially enter THE HOLIDAY SEASON. *Cue scary organ music* It’s time to make sure all that Thanksgiving planning is done. And Christmas shopping. And decorating. And baking. And wrapping! It’s time to do ALL THE THINGS!
I think we have something EVERY SINGLE WEEKEND in October. At any rate, that’s what it feels like — between concerts with the Philharmonic for me, school/sports/music events and lessons for both boys, and social invitations for all of us,
If you’ve hung around this blog for any length of time, you may know that about a year and a half ago (gosh, that long??? Really???), our family had to undertake a serious gluten-and-dairy-free challenge as part of evaluating L.’s
In just a few days, L. starts 1st grade. Amazing. Also in a few days, I go back to rehearsals for my choral group — for what will be, unbelievably, my tenth season. After that, P. starts soccer for the
I find it positively unimaginable that it’s already August. You know what happens in August? Summer simultaneously heats up (though I grant you that’s practically impossible this year) and begins wending its way towards the inevitable close. Both J. and