I was juicing an orange this morning when a memory blast of Galway hit me. I didn’t juice any oranges, that I remember, in Galway, or any part of Ireland. I wonder what part of my...
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Galway on My Mind
I was juicing an orange this morning when a memory blast of Galway hit me. I didn’t juice any oranges, that I remember, in Galway, or any part of Ireland. I wonder what part of my...The Bad Wife
That’s Me… The bad wife, the bad influence. The pancake and pale ale pusher. This photo (at right) illustrates the crazed result. My hubby has been trying to slim down and he’s been doing a great job...Get on the Bus!
Or… Where to Find the Best Seat on Earth I really dug Eric Nuzum’s theory on crazy people riding the bus on a new favorite blog, The Prince of Petworth. My pal Cathy lives in this...Why Brett Favre is So Great
Or… The Lost Art of Playing Games Brett Favre is retiring from football. Brett Favre is also stepping down, out of the limelight. He is relinquishing his role as one of the few people...Vienna Sausages Don’t Grow on Trees
Or… How To Make Dinner ala Costco One of the side effects of living overseas for three years is that you get out of the all-American habit of buying food in BULK. Large supermarkets...January 2012
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