Nana’s Scottish Shortbread Cookies

My Gramma (my mom’s mom) wasn’t the only one with cooking skills in the family. My Nana (my dad’s mom) also had some chops in the kitchen. My Nana was born and raised in New Zealand, and met my¬†Grandfather when he was on R&R during World War II. She sent him the BEST photos when…

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At The Farm

When my brother and I were in elementary school, we piled on a bus every October and made the trip out to a farm where you could pick your own fruits and vegetables. We always came back with pumpkins. We thought it would be cool to bring Annie there so she could experience the fun…

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Knee-sy Does It

Rigby has not adjusted well to the move. She’s been skittish, clingy, and seemed really depressed. Mike and I even caught her listening to Radiohead on repeat. We were worried about her. So, a couple nights ago, I dug through some boxes and found Mordecai. When Rigby saw the bird, I swear she grinned. And…

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Down Again

Today I woke up with a horrible, heavy feeling weighing down on me. I had been feeling “off” all week, but this was much, much worse. All I wanted to do was pull the sheets over my head and stay there, but there were, of course, things to do, so I dragged myself out of…

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The Girl Who Sprayed The Hornet’s Nest With A Hose

OK, the title is a lie, I had my dad squirt it. But let me back it up. As you may know, we’ve had some battles with bugs in this new place. The final straw was a giant ant hill in the front yard. We called pest control. I was tired of thinking every fleck…

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