2010 Harvest Tally. Gaze in awe at the extraordinary tally here. This comes by way of a friend of mine from middle school in Tucson, Arizona. I seem to recall commiserating sitting behind her in our 8th grade English class as we suffered sat through endless 80 word spelling tests and sentence diagramming instruction. Okay, the diagramming was kind of cool. But I wasn’t about to admit that back then. Regardless. I would like to tell you...

So here we are, nine years out from–for better or worse–the most exciting thing to have happened to me, ever. And I wanted to talk a bit this year about the “exciting” thing. The word exciting has come to take on a positive meaning. The original meaning of “excite” was slightly different. Let’s check with our friend, the Oxford English Dictionary. (ksat)  [a. Fr. exciter (= Pr. and Sp. excitar), ad. L....

Gluten-Free Girl and the Chef: gluten-free rugelach. I’m in heaven. I was asked to make GF challah tonight and bring a dessert to a Rosh Hashana dinner. The former was easy–I’ve been modifying this GF challah recipe of late and it’s been spectacular–and better with a few modifications. Now I’m going to attach the rugelach. This wont be my first GF rugelach, but I can tell it’s going to be my best....

Erica, over here where she “blogs sporadically” mentioned making yogurt the other day. I believe my judicious reply was, “You did not!” Shortly after, I received an email from her with instructions: A gallon of milk in a crock pot at 0700 hrs, on low for 3-1/2 hrs. 1000 hrs, shut off crock pot. 1200 hrs, remove some of the (still!) warm milk and whisk it with a cup (I used more because I was paranoid) of active yogurt. I...

I slept in so I wasn’t part of the decision making process, but we went bowling on Sunday. There’s a ridiculous bowling alley near-by which is decorated to look like Bedrock (from the Flintstones). Goofiness aside, though, it’s’ really quite nice and well-maintained. Thning 1 monitored the lane. Thing 2 and the Husband kept tabs. Friend Deb in LA is going to freak out at my score. We bowled in late May when the fambly...

Today we arose before five and headed to the Tucson INTERNATIONAL Airport. Cracks me up. (International. Snort.) Boys were thrilled. Mom a little less so, but Dad sat with boys so mom could listen to audiobook and knit. How awesome is THAT!? After a longish (but pleasant and free-via-miles) set of flights we landed— —and were picked up by Auntie Suzie. We were able to see Cousin Thom off to a fête in Finland then back to...