Hugging a Porcupine

Posted by on Sep 30, 2009 in dish | 4 comments DH brought a book home from the library about being the parents of an adolescent the other day. It had a perfect title: How to Hug a Porcupine. And since, more often than not, I’m getting a faceful of quills when trying to deal with Frick these days, it’s proven to be sound advice, more often than not.I always thought I’d be a better parent of a teenager than a young child...
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Bringin’ the Heat

Posted by on Sep 26, 2009 in dish | 0 comments ‘Scuse the baseball analogy, but I’m fixin’ to make it do double duty in a sec. Today was opening day of fall ball for both Frick and Frack, since Frack’s softball opener was rained out Thursday night. So it’s been a loooooooooooong day at the ballpark. BallparkS, that is. Up early to take Frack to her away game, then 1-1/2 hours in the growing heat. By 10:30...
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Band Geek WIN

Posted by on Sep 25, 2009 in dish | 0 comments Tonight was middle school band night at the high school where the denizens of Chez mimi are zoned to attend. Since I’m a proud graduate of that same school, I was especially interested in having young Frick, my aspiring tubist, attend. You see, he plays in a wonderful middle school band. The problem is, most of the kids at his middle school go to a nearly lily-white suburban marquee high...
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Carb Coma

Posted by on Sep 13, 2009 in dish | 0 comments Today we had the second annual “Lasagna Throwdown” to benefit the music department at the church, and we’re all comatose from the great food! Mexican lasagnas, traditional lasagnas, seafood lasagnas, sauces, more pasta, desserts…the South Beach people would be appalled. But we were happy!Even more fun, some of us performed the Silent Monks’ version of the Hallelujah...
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Carolina in My Mind

Posted by on Jul 25, 2009 in dish | 1 comment Ahh….mountain air. There’s something refreshing about escaping the ridiculous humidity in Florida and enjoying cooler days and nights in the Blue Ridge. Driving up from Atlanta, you can totally understand the scriptural reference “I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help” (if I may go all King James for a moment). The Appalachians don’t...
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