Tuesday, September 10, 2013


I received this today from my  loving sister.

Apparently environmental geo-tech geeks like the comics. And have the time to read them and mock others while packing up their soil samples. Or waiting for their Carhart's to finish drying. 

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to proofing this postcard that will motivate people to sell enough lawnmowers that they qualify for a trip to Costa Rica. Where they will no doubt save lives and solve the world's hunger problems. All in a day's work for this J-school grad. 

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

It's never too hot for tomato soup

Mary Clare loves herself some tomato soup. Specifically, she likes the recipe in this cookbook, which also happens to be the best slow cooker cookbook, like, ever. 

As we were driving to school yesterday, she looked at her thermos and said, "Hey, I still haven't used the hot food cup that matches this." She has, mind you, been in school for two whole weeks. And she goes three days per week. Seriously, what is the hold up?

So I said that I was sure we could come up with something to put in it when she takes lunch on Thursday. Thinking that she might not be game for soup on a hot September day, I suggested macaroni and cheese. No. Spaghetti and meatballs? Again, no. 

"How about tomato soup?" she asked. "I would like some of that tomato soup you make."

And then she nodded thoughtfully and added, "Yes. Tomato soup would be nice." 

Clearly, she is 80. And clearly, you can bet your britches that I will be making her tomato soup to take for lunch on Thursday. Nothing would make me happier.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Still at it

In case you're wondering, yes, we're still working on the house. No, we're not living in it. Don't be absurd! 

Since I can't in good conscience blog while Chip and my parents are working their tushes off, good old TB and I have had to take some time apart. However, since I do use this blog as a way to track our lives, I will be predating a few posts here and there so I don't get too far behind when it comes to the kids' comings and goings. I will hopefully be able to throw up* a first day of school post soon, as well as some August favorite photos. 

Be patient with me, two remaining readers. 

*After I typed this, I realized it was an interesting choice of words since Mary Clare did, in fact, throw up on her very first day of school. Poor baby. Potent stomach bug. Coincidentally, my sister and brother-in-law now refer to our son as Charlie Bird Flu.