Blueberry Pie
It was plenty hot Saturday morning, so we put on our hats, got up early-ish (for a Saturday) and drove to Dufort Farms to pick 14 lbs of blueberries. I’d never seen an egg case (or whatever you call it) Continue reading Blueberry Pie
My musings on our homeschool, coop, figuring out what my educational philosophy is anyway, and will I ever make curtains for the rest of the appartment?
It was plenty hot Saturday morning, so we put on our hats, got up early-ish (for a Saturday) and drove to Dufort Farms to pick 14 lbs of blueberries. I’d never seen an egg case (or whatever you call it) Continue reading Blueberry Pie
Last week I was preparing groceries, when Ben asked, “Please, no curry this week, we eat it for 3 lunches before it’s gone!” Actually, that’s one thing I like about curry – three lunches. Because gf bread doesn’t keep very Continue reading GF Hamburger buns that my kids wanted thirds of
Apparently I haven’t taken M and K to the Mansfield Country Store ever – because Ben started getting nostalgic for a store with candy, nicklodians, and pretty things were we’d bought presents for his grandmothers, and M had never heard Continue reading I can take K shopping – wow.
Dan took K for a walk in Grandma’s woods on Sunday to see if the salamanders were up yet. I was glad we got a little more wear from her pretty pink dress, it used to be long on her. Continue reading Daddy’s Sunday Walks with K {p,f,h,r}
I’m editing 3 new patterns – 2 knit, 1 crochet. We’ve had several birthdays but we shared cakes, so the baking was not overwhelming,and they were gluten free. We sang to Dan on Sunday and he shared his candles with Continue reading Random Notes on my Radio Silence
Sometimes when I’m trying not to panic, I oversimplify my duties. We are taking M and a friend to the New England Aquarium for his birthday next week, when the library pass is available, so I forgot that TODAY is Continue reading Birthday Breakfast
One Sunday afternoon when Aunt Bev was still alive, she mentioned that with the soft food/lactose free diet she’d had to take on to leave the hospital, she’s just realized she’d never again eat a payday bar. It wasn’t an Continue reading More or less lactose free-gluten free peanutbutter fudge with salted caramel- like a Payday Bar.
It turns out that I like to bake for just us as experiments, then use only tried and tested recipes for other people. So for K’s birthday cake, I experimented first. No one minded sampling cup cakes, though without the Continue reading K’s GF Carrot Birthday Cake
My friend Betsy reminded me that at some time when she was stressed about hospitality, I said, “Love is more important than the details.” – I was a brat apparently last time she was stressed, but it still sounds true. Continue reading Three Graces
I can write now that I do have celiac. I am a celiac? Sounds like cereal meets maniac. The aural grammar of this is just not right (read it out loud and you’ll know what I mean.) The plan was Continue reading Traveling Gluten Free?
Mostly because my back doesn’t hurt, or my hip. The IBS is much better, so is the Carpal Tunnel Syndrome. But more importantly, I didn’t yell yesterday. Yesterday was also tolerable because I’m married to Dan, he ameliorates everything. Actually, Continue reading So Glad I’ve Been Swimming and a South Western pizza
She can’t drink her Hot Vanilla until the fruity Brazilian marshmellows have been sorted by color and added. (To make Hot Vanilla, warm a cup of milk in the microwave, add a heaping teaspoon sugar, and either 1/8 teaspoon vanilla Continue reading K Playing with Food