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small house, big picture: September 2013
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Small house, big picture. Blogosophies of family, food and dare I say it? Tuesday, September 24, 2013. A plant killer and a primadonna go gardening. My sister, Laurie, and I got a plot in a community garden! After nine months of waiting for a spot to open, we were so excited to get this news that we did silly stuff like photograph our plot stake:. A zucchini will just get bigger and bigger. And for some context:. Not to be discouraged, we surveyed the situation and made a plan. We'd clear it out. We'...
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small house, big picture: April 2013
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Small house, big picture. Blogosophies of family, food and dare I say it? Wednesday, April 24, 2013. The camera and I, we're not close. I'm just not photogenic. Really. You can disbelieve me and say I'm too self-critical- that I lack confidence- but in my mind's eye, I look great! I'm a regular hotty for sure! The problem: photographs never capture the hottiness that appears so evident to me in my imagination. And the stray pictures that some paparazzi-like friends manage to capture against my will?
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small house, big picture: August 2013
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Small house, big picture. Blogosophies of family, food and dare I say it? Wednesday, August 28, 2013. Have you ever noticed that food has fashion? When I was a kid, chocolate mousse dominated the runway of restaurant desert menus. I have to admit, I wouldn't mind if that trend found itself suddenly back in vogue. The "chocolate mousse cake" that replaced it isn't worth the raspberry-swirled plate it usually comes on. Would not be satisfied until they'd incorporated Italian basil and balsamic vinegar into...
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small house, big picture: other writing
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Small house, big picture. Blogosophies of family, food and dare I say it? Still brand spanking new (just a few posts), but I plan to write about literature, education, and my post-academic life- stuff that doesn't quite fit in here at. Other places to find me:. The Boys Next Door:. To stop rape culture, we need to start talking to our boys. At The Broad Side. Charles Ramsey and the Racial Language Barrier. 5/16/13 - How white Americans often misinterpret and underestimate black vernacular. 6/28/12 - how ...
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small house, big picture: September 2014
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Small house, big picture. Blogosophies of family, food and dare I say it? Thursday, September 25, 2014. Do you know this phrase? My manager used it at a waitressing job I had in college. Just when you needed to get drinks to table 3, bring extra salad dressing to 5, take orders at 10, and garnish the Manhattan at the bar, the kid you just brought a straw to at 4 spills his milk all over his mother’s lap. But who knew it could mean you haven’t blogged in a while? How to reclaim my space? The earth is full.
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small house, big picture: November 2013
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Small house, big picture. Blogosophies of family, food and dare I say it? Wednesday, November 13, 2013. Dinner: it takes a family. Does one person take responsibility for getting dinner on the table in your house? I love to cook, so that's how it used to be around here. That changed when I started tutoring in the afternoons/evenings almost a decade ago. I never sat down to map out a new plan, but one evolved. Here is how this past Monday night's dinner found its way to our table:. 8211; dinner was served.
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small house, big picture: October 2014
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Small house, big picture. Blogosophies of family, food and dare I say it? Friday, October 3, 2014. The applesauce is in the pot- but where are the strawberries? The applesauce is in the pot cooking down. I'll can it later, and then, I just might put the canner up for the season. But you never know. But something is missing. Every year I am lucky to get organic strawberries from a local farmer. I wrote more about that, and why I insist on eating organic strawberries here. Several years ago, but the gist o...
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small house, big picture: June 2013
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Small house, big picture. Blogosophies of family, food and dare I say it? Wednesday, June 19, 2013. Teens, trash and tolerance. When your bullish daughter clobbered the unsuspecting toddler boys on the soccer field while wearing a pink tutu, that you taught your son to carry ants outside in the name of world peace, that you taught them both to pick up trash, conserve energy, walk instead of ride, and to forever hold love over hate. The Xbox, YouTube, Instagram, Vine and unlimited text messaging all opera...
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small house, big picture: April 2014
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Small house, big picture. Blogosophies of family, food and dare I say it? Monday, April 21, 2014. Family traditions: bond or burden? Or perhaps it was just my bias. I love traditions, mainly because I think they do bond a community together. By looking forward and backward, they give a shared sense of both purpose and history. In those things, I think we find security. Her comment surprised me and, I admit, hurt my feelings a little. Why would traditions stress her out? Steve and I started doing this to ...
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small house, big picture: May 2013
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Small house, big picture. Blogosophies of family, food and dare I say it? Tuesday, May 28, 2013. Hot potato, or whose trash is it anyway? Since writing the return of the cheeto and "the story of stuff,". I've continued to think about our trash. While I know I've done a lot to reduce our output, it doesn't feel adequate. Like stink bugs, invasive weeds, or the mold in my shower (darnit! I just cannot put an end to the appearance of trash. One piece of trash that unmistakably belongs to me: the refrigerato...
