Reports, rambles, and reveries from a mother of three seeking to rediscover her temporarily misplaced creativity. Relative size and a changing point of reference. We started giving him an allowance recently, linking it not to specific cho.

Song What fun it must be to have been manning one of those horns, reaching deep into the hills in an orchestrated, controlled cacophony, silencing even the unsilenceable braying of the Valpo dogs. The stairs rang with sound, and I wondered why true patriotism was such a hard-sought virtue for us Americans. Maybe it is because our celebration of independence has more to do with cheap explosions, and less to do with sound.

I think I saw that as a band title somewhere. This post is dedicated to Mom and Pop, my first cooking tutors. Life with Marie and Dav. Talk about a multipurpose vegetable! October 30, 2007.