I had a lovely Christmas. No fights, no politics, no conflict--everyone in the family got along. It was wonderful. And I received presents of a hand mixer, an electric drill, and two Cracker Barrel gift certificates totaling $300, so that I can buy two spindle-backed white rockers for the front porch of my newly spruced up house ( Read more... )

One of my secondary New Year's resolutions was to post on my blog more frequently. So here's the first entry to try to carry out that resolution ( Read more... )

Anyhoo, Christmas was very nice. One could even say we had peace on earth in the Min family household. Mainly because Mother put a moratorium on talking politics. The only thing remotely political was a conversation about guns in light of Sandy Hook, but it remained civil, due to the fact that my father, the former cop, and I actually have ( Read more... )

Ironically, twelve people attended. I heated up some Italian sausage and lentil soup I had previously made, cooked white beans with ham leftover from my New Year's lunch, and made cornbread and chili con queso with chips and toppings. I provided pickes, homemade bread (a gift from a colleague), red wine, canned drinks (I don't like to use plastic ( Read more... )

...before I start washing up the wine glasses from last night's festivities, when this very lovely and elegaic commercial comes on, celebrating the nobility of the family farmer and responsible land use. And guess who sponsored this commercial? Go ahead, guess. Nope, guess again. Give up?

Monsanto. That's right. Monsanto. And no, the irony ( Read more... )

I had a total of 14 people, including myself, which meant that I had just enough seats--4 at the kitchen table, 6 at the dining room table, and 4 at a table that I set up in the living room. I decided to set the tables, rather than have stacks of plates and bowls in the buffet line, because it makes the tables look so much nicer. The kitchen ( Read more... )

I've been working like a demon the last couple of days, in between coughing and blowing my nose. I cleaned out the rat's nest that was my guest bedroom yesterday, I cleaned up the junk yard that was my bedroom today--including pulling out the last of my summer clothes from the closets, packing them in the cedar chest, transferring all the cleaning ( Read more... )

I have a lot to do today, and I'm not leaving, until it's all done. But before I undertake it all ( Read more... )

Happy Twelfth Night!

Have I mentioned that I love Tom Ashbrook? Love him, love him, love him. Would marry him and bear his children, if he didn't already have a wife ( Read more... )