During the holidays, all bets (and resolutions and gram counts) are off. Weight has no meaning, and yoga pants are my friends. We can all eat holiday goodies with impunity, right? This year the women in our neighborhood came up with a great idea: a cookie exchange party. Instead of spending days and days making…
A friend of mine just pointed me to this video and it was so fabulous I just have to pass it on. I have great wads of California King sized fitted sheets clogging up my linen closet, so this is a gift for me. Enjoy! How to fold a fitted sheet on YouTube (which I’m…
Over on one of my yahoogroups populated by plain folks who use the Internet, there’s a big discussion on the commercialism of Christmas. One I kinda have to agree with, especially when I drive past the mall and the traffic to get in is so congested you can only imagine what the stores are like….
November, that unpredictable month, has turned on us. Last weekend the chickens were sleeping in the sun; this weekend they’ll be hiding in the coop listening to the rain drip off the downspouts. Ever heard the expression “madder than a wet hen”? They’re not really mad–they’re anxious. If their feathers get wet, they mat down…