I am not sure if it was the freshly baked bread I had just sliced, or knowing our last jar of homemade blackberry jam had been opened, but all of a sudden I had a craving for something simple, yet amazing ~ a Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich. The taste brought me back to when…

Super Bowl! Do you ever wonder how those in the NFL spotlight started out? Did Eli Manning make his mom play catch in the backyard? Anyway… some of the fun of having kids isn’t when we, as parents, teach them something, but when they teach us something.   Yesterday we went to the Colfax High…

We have been talking about taking a family trip for quite a while. One of the funnest parts is just spending time together. Something that we seem to never do enough of. We are always rushing from one thing to another. Making and checking off “To-Do” lists.  Hurried and harried in our everyday lives. But…

I come from a card playing family. My Grandma Miller patiently taught all of us grand-kids how to play “Go Fish” and “Crazy 8’s”. If we were camping or hanging out at her house, we always knew where the miniature Snickers bars and deck of cards were stored. Playing 31 with my Grandpa became legendary….

Last month was a blur. It seems like tons of little things and a few big things crowded onto my calender. I can chose which of two ways to react. The first and most tempting is to freak out, stess out and reach for the nearest morsel of chocolate I can get my hands on….