Even a brand new S.O.S. pad can have trouble scrubbing off certain greebage (a wonderful word coined by my beloved) from oven racks. The baked-on crud doesn't want to give up. I am woman though. Hear me roar. In classic early morning style, as I bent over the kitchen sink at 4:45 a.m. doing chores … Continue reading All the Apple Pies
International air travel. An acquired taste. The few places I've ventured to out of my home country can be counted on one hand -- at least I think they can. Let's see. England, Scotland, France, Monaco, Italy, Ukraine, and Ecuador. Oh, wait. Mexico and Canada. And I did not fly to those two. And clearly … Continue reading Turbulence, T-Shirt Tags, and Trains
Several years ago, before COVID temporarily wrecked summer camp for kids, I was the Snack Shack Lady at junior camp in the woods of western Oregon. In case you've never been in contention for that job, it is a highly coveted position, especially if your husband is the camp R.N. and you get to sleep … Continue reading What Makes Them Tropical?