As I enjoy gardening more and more this spring, I've been thinking about ways to landscape around Milou's doghouse.
Milou received this enormous house for my birthday a year ago and occassionally goes in for some time alone. My brother-in-law, who's a contractor, built it.
I write a lot in this blog about DIY solutions for various problems, including living in a tiny house.
Seasickness aside, Rob and I recently had a stellar long weekend in Daytona Beach, and I thought I'd tell you about it.
Rob and I just got back from a long weekend in Florida, and I can't wait to tell you all about our trip.
But first, I want to tell you about one particular experience while we were there, and how the kindness of strangers amazes me.
Yesterday, my mom made Rhubarb Pudding, a deliciously sour and creamy dessert that tastes like spring. She was kind enough to share it.
My heritage is mostly German, but I grew up in Paxton, a town with strong Swedish roots.
One thing I grew up seeing - door signs saying "välkommen" and featuring red dala horses.
As a food lover, I've never been to a potluck I didn't enjoy.
Today, a few coworkers are having one to celebrate the departure of Amy George, The News-Gazette's director of Market Development and Special Projects.
Until this winter, I had a pair of jeans I bought as a sophomore in high school that still fit me. At least, they did until they endured what I thought was a career-ending rip to the leg this winter.
It happened in such a spot, though, that I realized I could try making the jeans into cutoff shorts with white lace trim on the bottoms, like I've seen on Pinterest.
I'm hosting another food-related blog giveaway, and this time, the theme is grilling.
I've somehow gotten on a press list for McCormick. A couple of months ago, I got a press kit full of seasonings and hosted a blog contest to give it away.