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Only one question remains: What does muffin mix look like? At least, I wager there’s muffin mix in here somewhere. The fridge is certainly not going to make this easy. Kimberly has a bit of everything in here. I see… Continue Reading →
I don’t even get the backdoor open all the way, before I hear: “Hey there, did you get anything out of all that?” “That’s a strong start,” I say while taking a step to the back porch. No way am… Continue Reading →
My boots make the slightest contact with our stone kitchen floor before Iona takes her cue. She pirouettes with textbook form as her hands fly apart at her ears. Those pale, manicured hands land on her hips. She’s amazed about… Continue Reading →
Lord, where are you? Come on – Let’s go for Ordinary Time! The moon drops into view between the trees from the back porch, and the cicadas are more than excited on this warm evening. It’s a great night to… Continue Reading →
Once upon a time, there is a man called Felix. One evening this perfectly normal man returns to his certainly ordinary house and his surely average wife. If you pass this guy at the gas station, you will forget him… Continue Reading →
I’ve never seen anything like this. Oh sure, I’ve seen Gwen at our kitchen sink every night for the last two years. She likes to get the dishes washed before dinner. Every previous night looked like a graceful dance –… Continue Reading →