I can’t believe it’s Sunday night already. And it’s weird because I think I’m a little sad that Teacher Man goes back to school tomorrow. Usually I’m ready to get back to the structure and routine of the school year. Somehow tonight, though, I’m mourning how quickly the summer went by.…
My Boy Joe
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I think I can feel my age tonight. After spending 4 days in Washington DC and then another 3 days traveling to/from Iowa City for a family get-together, I am officially beat. If you could see me now, I am sharing the couch with Joe while he is on his…
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I haven’t posted since June 9. Yikes – I hate that! It couldn’t be helped, really. Last week, I was immersed in the summer conference of the Minnesota Turkey Growers Association and even prior to that, work was pretty much the priority. I wish I could say that’s going to…
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So I’m going with tips for awesome turkey burgers tonight. Why? Here’s the deal: I don’t have a recipe to share tonight because: 1) It was 90 degrees out (which if you know me, then you know I think this was awesome!) and Joe and I decided to pick up…
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So I guess we have ourselves a sixth grader now. Whaaaaat? When I think of sixth grade, here are a few random memories from back in the day: My teacher was Mr. Carlisle. He also happened to be my fifth grade teacher, as well. He was a good teacher, but…
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Another weekend is almost in the books. And it’s June 1 tomorrow. Whaaaaat? Do you know what this means? It means that by Friday, I will officially have one husband and one son out of school for the summer. Both are fairly excited about this prospect. Me? Well, it’s all…
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It’s Friday and I’m feeling particularly energetic today because I took the day off. I clearly needed to mentally check out from work for a few hours – a “little” something called avian flu remains on everyone’s mind here in Minnesota so I think it’s fair to say our work…
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I am ridiculously tired tonight. As in – zero energy. None at all. And yet, I don’t want to go to sleep. Instead, I am eating peanut butter pie frozen custard with chocolate sauce and writing blog posts. This is, of course, what makes Sunday nights and the inevitable creep…