Free the Children

I took the kids into town today for Bob’s swim lessons with Esther, the swim whisperer.  Bob is in salamander, and loves swimming with flippers on.   His class starts when AquaFit ends, so I get to see my school teachers and my friends mothers naked…

Winter is Holding

Skating on our front pasture.  My animals, human and hoofed.  For Amish animals, they sure know how to work the camera. Come. On. Spring.

An Urge to Purge

The completion of my address to council marked, as I had hoped, a few nights of perfectly restful sleep. Unfortunately, the fight is nowhere near over. The melatonin I was taking seemed to give me next day headaches, so I have begun working my way…

Highlights of the Holidays Thus Far

Daddy made wooden tattoo machines for the children. They forcibly tattooed Aunty Julia’s face in a modern and benevolent reenactment of Polynesian torture. Hat tipped to Dylan Thomas and our somewhere around 25th annual Christmas Eve reading of A Child’s Christmas in Wales, I bought…

Definitely a White One

Best holiday wishes to all those Christmas Celebrators who read my blog!  I hope you have a wonderful time with your families and friends.  Eat, drink and be merry.  Just don’t do that second thing and drive, or I’ll have to kick your ass. MERRY…

Candy with Some Gingerbread

Inspired by GirlGoneChild, I set out to make a gingerbread house with the kids.  Way too much fun.  In true form, the kids preferred the black licorice “pipes” to all other candy.

Post 30

Well.  I’ve turned 30.  I’ve had no revelatory realizations about age, but I did make wicked spelt flour dinner buns in my new mixer.  (No rise, 5 minutes of kneading). Nothing is different.  I’m just one year closer.  Each day feels like one day closer,…

Runon

The A says Ah.  Let me fold the dough over and then you can punch it again.  Who wants to go to the laundromat?  Cochonne, stop eating the cat. That’s a very good ninja somersault!  Please stop banging your bike into the walls.  If you…

Lucky Ewe

Things are wrapping up around here.  Busy in a different way, a longer way.  No more spring fever, no more summer frenzy. The garden is out, with the exception of the carrots and beets.  I’ll leave them in, and we can pull them as we…