Salty But Sweet: the adventures and musings of a seasoned woman

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  • Chopping and Dicing and Slicing…Oh My!

    “Hi, I’m calling to enroll in the Basic Cooking Skills classes—all four of them. I’d like to enroll my husband, too.” “Great! Have either of you taken classes here before?” “Well, my husband hasn’t, but I took a cookie baking class about a year ago.” “So neither of you has taken the Basic Knife Skills…

    July 23, 2009
  • Minnesota Memories

    My husband, son, and I recently drove across Minnesota from Fargo (why we were in Fargo is another story) to Duluth on our way to a wedding on the North Shore of Lake Superior. The North Shore is incredible—worthy of multiple postings—as was the wedding we attended, and, when I sat down, I initially intended…

    July 21, 2009
  • Oh Lord, It's Hard to be Humbled

    Tom, Brian, and I are on the road. Well, technically we’re not on the road at the moment. Brian is out with some of his buddies, and Tom and I are in a hotel…in Fargo, North Dakota. Why we’re here is irrelevant to this particular posting, so I’ll spare you the details. Suffice it to say, Fargo…

    July 9, 2009
  • Circus Tricks and Other Home Improvement Projects

    Disclaimer: Names in this posting have been changed to protect the innocent. And the guilty. You know who you are. Last Saturday promised to be another scorcher, so Tom got up and headed out to run at 7 a.m. instead of his usual 8 a.m. As I’ve mentioned before, Teddy is not a morning dog;…

    June 30, 2009
  • New Rules

    We are in the sixth or seventh day of heat advisories here in the Land of Oz. Not an entirely novel state of affairs; although, we usually don’t get these extreme temperatures this early in the summer. No matter. It is what it is. Every time I hear myself moaning about the miserable heat and humidity,…

    June 26, 2009
  • It Was a Busy Day of Nap-Taking

    As I write, Teddy is curled at my feet, snoring and farting. Mostly snoring. He’s been doing that all day long. Clearly, he’s going to fit right into this family. His extensive exploration of the house and visit to the vet yesterday must have worn him out. Plus, I must confess, he stayed up late with me last…

    June 18, 2009
  • Meet Teddy

    Last Thursday, Carey’s sister-in-law, Jenny, sent her an email about a dog that needed a home. Bless her pointy little head, Carey promptly forwarded the email to me. Let it be known, I was actually being a good do-bee for a change, sitting at my desk writing, when the email came in. The subject line of…

    June 18, 2009
  • Playing Golf: Where's the Hole?

    I finally got to play with my Monday night golf league. About time. The league started back at the beginning of April, but between rain-outs, having company, being out of town, and life in general, I haven’t managed to get out there, that is until this Monday. The upside of Monday evening was I got to meet some of…

    June 3, 2009
  • Making Cheese

    Years ago, shortly after advanced age forced Tom’s grandmother from her beloved farm and into town, the women in the family descended upon Grandma’s three-story brick farmhouse to pack her belongings and deep-clean every inch of the house from baseboard to ceiling. I was assigned to the kitchen, starting with the cabinet under the kitchen…

    May 31, 2009
  • He's a Graduate!

    It’s official. Brian walked down the hill and into the alumni roles at the University of Kansas on Sunday. His name was even in the program. Right there in the first column on page 34. His full name. Official. Several family members have pointed out that the final grades still aren’t in, but, as far…

    May 20, 2009
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