No Fighting, No Biting!

I've started a new quilting blog, with some help from Will, over at wordpress, called Kissy Frog Quilts . Come and see what I've bee...

Maybe the life of an average blog is 9 years, only because it won't load any more pictures. I thought I was being judicious in my use of...

This past weekend was chock-full, busy as could be and in ways I didn't expect. At the beginning of the year I printed out the Sub5 sche...

All this past week I taped up my ankle and headed out for a run. My injury left me unable to work off all the extra calories I eat and my pa...

We are having some issues with outside activities such as Cub Scouts and church due to homeschooling. It isn't that they discriminate ag...

With  not being able to run, Tim running the big kids to school this week in the morning and the babysitter picking them up in the afternoon...

I have run my last trail race and I wish that I hadn't. My friend Shane was right in how treacherous yesterday's course was and I ma...

Maybe if I ran a sedate 10min/mile pace I wouldn't have these calamities, but today I ran the Great Pond Mountain Conservation Trust tra...

I finished up my 3rd unfinished challenge project a few weeks ago, a king-sized star quilt for my sister-in-law's Christmas present. I d...

I am so proud of Maggie for her efforts this year in cross country. She has been an encouragement to her teammates and a natural leader, des...

That is the number of eggs we have collected from our chickens during October and we still have another 12 days to go. The lights go on in t...

Last week the children's auntie came for a visit to Maine and somehow we managed to not only attend 2 soccer games, 2 cross country meet...

Maggie was in her first cross country met on Tuesday, coming in 3rd place overall with a 8:08/mile pace. The course was wet grass with lots ...

Although our chickens are now 4 months old, and technically 2 months shy of when they are supposed to start laying, I went out Wednesday mid...

Never go into a chicken yard with flip flops and painted toenails. 'Cause chickens go wild over blueberries, crazy wild. I almost had to...