I have never been stung by a bee in my life, until yesterday. And guess what? It really hurts.

My sister’s philosophy is “If your kids don’t hate you and their life for a few hours every Saturday morning, then you aren’t working them hard enough.” I am sure this comes from our childhood where we grew up hating our parents any given Saturday.

My hubby left for a business trip last weekend and I decided to leave some surprises in his suitcase.

This post is going to throw some of you for a loop and you simply will not accept the proper manners on How to Eat Bread. But I will still impart the information, you can decide what to do with it.

B week just wouldn’t be B week without baking Grandma Grace’s banana bread. I have done it with all the other kids. Croft smushed the bananas and turned on the Bosch.

My friend left a comment on my blog the other day that said, “Thanks. You make my life easier.”” This compliment made me think of one of my favorite quotes by Ralph Waldo Emerson.