As I read this week’s book for adults, I couldn’t get one thought out of my mind: “How could something like this have happened?” And yet it did.
Easter is a symbol of new beginnings and that is something we can do every day, no matter what the day before brought us. Each new day is a chance to start over with a better attitude; after all your attitude sets you tone for the whole day.
I am so grateful to have a job that provides wonderful benefits, such as great insurance at a reasonable price and a 401K, but I haven’t always been so lucky. Unfortunately, the people who need insurance at a decent price are the ones who work for minimum wage or not far above minimum wage and insurance is expensive.
Suddenly it’s April! It always amazes me how different one year can be from another and yet how similar they are. This April is a little different compared to others because spring weather arrived in March. I can remember Aprils past when we had lots of wind and snow, resulting in deep drifts that had to be shoveled out before I could do chores at the corral, and the lane had to be cleared before we could go anywhere. That might still happen—we just have to wait and see.
This morning, over a cup of coffee, I pored over my file of potato recipes. Since I’m baking a ham for Easter dinner, I won’t have drippings to make gravy so I have to think of something other than mashed potatoes for a side dish. I usually make a potato or pasta salad, but I thought I’d check out another potato recipe.
The definition of “Home” means something different to everyone, but for most of us, it’s likely not a place where you use your toilet brush in your mouth and chug motor oil as a beverage. Some visitors may disagree.
Indiana governor and likely Republican presidential candidate Mike Pence is shocked (shocked!) to discover the pandering anti-gay law he signed is abhorrent to much of the country.
First, my older brothers brainwashed me, then the speed and athleticism of the players and the changing rhythms of the game hooked me. I became a college basketball fan. Football caught my attention when I attended Utah State shortly after the glory days of Merlin Olsen. A knowledgeable guide in the person of my college boyfriend cemented my enjoyment of a game played by strong, quick athletes who mix it up, emerge battered and dirty, and come back the next week to do it again.
Spring has sprung around town and our local public schools have this week set aside as break time. Officially referred to as Spring Break, a week off that prepares us for the frenetic finish to the school year. Some people use the break to travel and enjoy the sunshine while others use the week to get a few things done around the house.
“Clark the Shark”, a picture book intended for ages 4 to 8, is another book that can be used to teach kids (both at home and at school) as well as to entertain them!
I read a quote the other day that said, “Find what lights your fire and then chase that match.” I thought it was pretty appropriate considering my daughter had just given a speech last weekend about how to light your 4-H fire. She talked about the different people in her life that put wood on her fire to help feed it and make it grow.
The wind that issued the month of March is doing a good job of reminding us that winter is barely behind us. Lately there have been a few cold, windy days.
April Fool’s Day is coming up. So is Easter. This week’s column has a surprise that you can serve your family for April Fool’s Day, and it has another chocolate cake for Easter. Both recipes are from “1000 Recipe Cook Book” (1951), a cookbook that an elderly friend gave me about 35 years ago.
When I think about this year’s upcoming Easter holiday, I can’t help but marvel at how quickly the years have passed. Our sons grew up a while ago, and now our grandchildren have grown up, too. So, I doubt that we will have an Easter egg hunt at Pipi’s Pasture this year, but there have been lots of them out here in years past and oh, what memories we have!
January 1980 is a month I’ll never forget. It all started out about January the 7th. The previous spring I had a big hand in selecting the bulls we were gonna use on Albert and Louie’s heifers.