Poor Kyle does not care for mushrooms. To say that he “does not care for mushrooms” is putting it mildly. In fact he hates them. I like mushrooms. I like cream of mushroom soup, both in casseroles and just plain. … Continue reading
I imagine Canadian children get a very different education than those of the Arizonan school systems. I remember when my 5th grade class was learning about precipitation during Science Time. Precipitation, condensation, all that good stuff. My frizzy-haired teacher, Mrs. … Continue reading
Blogging five days a week is a real drag. Aren’t you all sick of my blog? I’m sick of my blog. We got back to Canada today. I could go on and on about how bloomin’ cold it is here, … Continue reading
Poor Kyle had to fly down from Canada to drive me back there. I guess he thought I wouldn’t actually come back. What dear? Tomorrow’s high is supposed to be freezing? Oh, that’s nice. Mesa got rain today, and hail, … Continue reading
I would like to publicly announce that the situation on the home front is not as bad as I made it sound in my previous post. All right? Kyle and I are still married, and happily so. Yes, he’s played … Continue reading
I feel so discontented when life changes on me and I’m not prepared. Today, the Banner Mesa Medical Center (formerly known as the Mesa Lutheran Hospital) closed. I was born there. My sister was born there. Most of my extended … Continue reading