Bumper Corn- I mean crop

This past weekend we drove several hours to a town near the bridge to the Upper Penisula. The wedding was a post of its own, but on the way North Mike and I had a girlfriend ride along. We were, of course, discussing my City Slicker ways, and the finer points of...

Packing for the roadtrip

Packing for a trip is just about my least favorite job. This time, as I was packing for my parents’ home in Arkansas, I tried to keep in mind that I should be thrilled to be packing. It meant I was leaving for a trip to see my Mom, who I’ve pined over for...

Out of town

We drove 14 hours Thursday and Friday to visit my Mom and Pfeff. It is a blessing to be here. The kids did very well on the trip and we’ve cruised through some pretty wild weather. We’re headed to the John Deere dealership to pick up some new gear….a...

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Sweet

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Off the Bandwagon

Have I ever mentioned that I love writing but hate journaling? I just loathe feeling obligated to a book. In college, one of our friends, Brad, talked to me about his journaling. He told me, “You don’t owe this book, anything.” And that was just it,...

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