I've always liked that expression and never had the opportunity to use it, so there it is. I will be away, gone, no access to internet (unless I take advantage of the hotel wi-fi) for about a week. Tomorrow through Sunday, Chris and I will be in Charlotte (comic convention for him, reading/shopping/napping for me); Monday through Wednesday all of us are going to Atlantic Beach, NC (yearbook workshop with high school kids for Chris, lots of swimming and sand castle building for me and the kids and I do hope Chris can join us for a bunch of that). So, although I am quite sure that checking my blog is the highlight of everyone's day -- there won't be anything new here for a while. See you on the flip side (something else I've always wanted to say).
One of the things that I failed to appreciate about my mom until I left home is that she always made dinner (although I think we called it supper then), by which I mean, something hot, usually involving a vegetable. I don't remember my mom ever saying sheepishly to her hungry spouse and offspring, "I don't feel like cooking, how about a bowl of cereal?" I hate making dinner. Haaate it. It's my least favorite chore. It's not necessarily because I can't cook. I can usually manage to create something edible, although I have yet to perfect the science of getting, say, the chicken and the broccoli and the rice and the rolls all ready at the same time. (There are those among you who may be surprised that I make and serve broccoli. It's true! It's best when roasted: Toss with olive oil and salt, spread on a baking sheet, put in 400 degree oven for about 8 minutes. It's delicious! Delicious as broccoli can be, at least.) It's also not necessarily t...
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