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Kneading Dough & Needing Family

Over Christmas I talked with my oldest child, Mager (pronounced with a soft G, like Major, but think more French than military), who asked me if I still had my bread machine. “You used to always bake bread; banana bread, pumpkin bread, all kinds of breads,” he said, as he […]

A Real Job?

This morning, as my husband was getting ready for work, I sat in the floor painting my toenails and I said to my daughter, “We have a lot of work to do this week to get ready for our trip to Vegas and I’m going to need your help.” She […]