In our last episode, you learned that I spent the week in Storm Lake, Iowa, attending Synod School with a bunch of Presbyterians. Six hundred and thirty-nine of them, to be exact. There is much to tell. Oh-so-much. So much that you will be receiving it in doses. Today’s dose will cover my overall impression… Read More Back in a dorm, chance meetings, and memories of my first kiss
It’s true. I’ve been a Minnesotan for over a year now, survived a winter even the natives are calling “brutal” and, in case you’re wondering, I’ve not yet adopted the dialect… dontcha know. I’m working on a post where I’ll talk about all the things I’ve learned this last year: the differences between city folk… Read More One year, one week, two days and eight hours ago… we moved. Also, results from our birthday poll!
We made it. From our home of 17 years in Arizona to our new place in Minnesota, our move is complete. Currently we’re residing in the house we’re in the process of buying. The owners agreed to let us rent until closing, keeping us from having to move a second time (my gratitude knows no bounds).… Read More On Moving, New Homes, and a Harrowing Incident Involving Cat Poop
Note: Beings how this is the week I’m moving, I figured rerunning an old post was understandable. With any luck, we should be up and running new material next week. Until then, I hope you enjoy this little visit with Grandma… My grandmother was one of those “pinch of this, dash of that” cooks. She never… Read More Cookin’ With Grandma
One belongs to New York instantly, one belongs to it as much in five minutes as in five years. —Tom Wolfe After six days in New York City, I’m back home. Or at least, my body is home. I fear my heart is somewhere on 5th Avenue, in the vicinity of Bryant Park. If… Read More It’s Not My Home, But Dang I Love New York