It’s been a big weekend around here. My niece, Miss Morgan, turned 1 today and we attended her first birthday party on Saturday. Plus our beloved Earl the #Pug turned 14 (14!), also on Saturday. Sunday was a beautiful mix of baking, laundry, blog writing, piano playing, and watching The Sound…
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I was starting to feel the rush of the holiday season last Friday. I had been gone a couple of days for work, came back and was trying to catch up in the office as well as get things done at home. I could feel the stress starting to creep…
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It’s Sunday night and Joe and I have assumed our usual Sunday night positions on the couch: I’m blogging (um, obvi) and he’s watching a show on Netflix on his iPad. Oh, and Earl the pug is content to lay at our feet and snore the evening away while Teacher…
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How was everyone’s Turkey Day? Mine was delicious! I had huge helpings of my Grandma Anderson’s stuffing recipe – a classic that is so good! – along with plenty of mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberries, turkey and three kinds of pies. Here’s a photo of our beautiful bird, right out of the…
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It’s the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, so it’s clear to those who know me that I don’t have much time write. Life at the Minnesota Turkey Growers Association is crazy busy right now and we wouldn’t have it any other way. Just this week I’ve talked to the New York Daily…
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My signature cocktail is a cranberry cosmopolitan. As girly as it gets. And it wouldn’t be a girls weekend without one – or, ahem, two. A couple of weeks ago, my annual girls weekend commenced with my sister, sister-in-law and cousin. Instead of staying at a hotel somewhere (which, don’t…
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It’s Sunday night and, as is our usual custom, Joe and I are plopped on the couch in our porch. He’s watching a video on his iPad and I’m working on this blog plus my weekly blog I write for Agriculture.com. Earl the pug is on the floor right below…
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Labor Day. And how exactly did that happen? Now that Joe’s brand-new backpack is packed, school clothes are laid out, new tennis shoes are ready to be broken in, and even Teacher Man’s lunch is packed for tomorrow, I can plop myself on the couch, turn on a little Real Housewives…