Each year, as Thanksgiving sneaks up on us, I take time to reflect on my blessings.  If you’ll indulge me, I’ll do it here this year. ~ My deep gratitude that I was born an American.  My family is not descended from the original Americans, but we got here as fast as we could.  As …

I want to be a gardener, I do.  I’ve given it a try, but as many of your know, my garden gave me the finger. Oy. So what’s a saddy sad non-gardening grandmama to do?  STEAL FROM THE NEIGHBORS! Not really, come on now.  I’m a granny for goodness sakes.  I have an example to …

I offered my first What I’ve Learned as a grandmama when Sweet E hit six months.  How much more could I have learned in three months?  Plenty. ~ I’m good in a crisis concerning Sweet E, but once I get a green light to cry, I’m all in. Sweet E and DIL were in a …

When I was a kid, neighborhood moms mixed pitcher after pitcher of sweet fruity-flavored Kool-Aid for thirsty growing bodies.  As they handed out the paper Dixie cups of our generation’s drink, I was the kid asking for a cup of water instead.  The request would be met with surprise, and some good-natured cajoling to try …

…or as I like to call them: Sweet Orange Rolls O’Yurm. I do love a lip-smackin’ sweet roll (hello, pumpkin-cinnamon streusel buns) and these Sweet Orange Rolls have been added to my ever-growing list.  They are delicately delicious. Freshly squeezed orange juice imparts a light flavoring.  You could add an orange extract to bump up …

Women love to talk about and dissect almost any topic you throw at them.  I love that about my gender.  We are open and interested and willing to spread our collective knowledge around to help each other. Yet, there are still a few topics that even we shy away from discussing: Miscarriage and, harder yet, …

Sugar and I go together like cupcakes and brownie chunks, like Big Wheels and Radio Flyer, like pistols and vodka; we’re made for each other! I most like sugar in my morning coffee. So sweet and lovely. Like a wonderful kiss first thing in the day. Yeah – I like sugar. Then, Husband goes and …

I get mocked.  I get rolled eyes.  I get tight smiles and pursed lips.  I get long silences and unspoken expectations, begging me to come to my senses. I. Get. Mocked. And that’s OK.  I count it as part of dreaming a dream that others might not understand. To each of those moments I whisper …

About 18 months ago I switched from the All Everything plan at Sprint ($120 plus change) with a Blackberry to a Monthly Shrinkage plan at Boost Mobile ($60 and change) with a Android. The reason? My Blackberry was dying and I needed a new phone. My research lead me on a twisty journey that saw …

Muffins with donut glaze seems impossibly decadent, but double-dip those beauties and folks will want to marry you, kids will clean their rooms without nagging and grandkids will think you made them candy for breakfast.  Oh, my. I present Blueberry Muffins, double-dipped with donut glaze.     The glaze is thin and subtle, but it …