Instagram became my mother.
With social media being the arbiter of all things these days, I have recently wondered if posting art really matters? Imagine if NO ONE ever saw your art. I recently… Read more Instagram became my mother. →
Tub O’ Soda
My father kept our camping log all the years we camped. This page has the story of the day I won the “floating mattress!” It was July 16, 1971. The… Read more Tub O’ Soda →
Who’s Thirsty?
We didn’t have water bottles- there was no sippy box, pouch or fancy energy drink. If you were outside playing, and you were thirsty, you would simply turn on the… Read more Who’s Thirsty? →
Cherry Kool-Aid
Making Kool-Aid was hit-or-miss. First, you had to have packet. Chances are, we didn’t have enough sugar to fill the measuring cup. Next, to find the pitcher- (dump out whatever… Read more Cherry Kool-Aid →
Saratoga Ginger
Remember Saratoga Vichy Water? Well, they also made Saratoga Ginger Ale! Of course, everyone had the Vichy water. My mother had it for every “adult” party. Each time there was… Read more Saratoga Ginger →
Christmas Ribbon Candy
You could always count on a glass dish filled with these little candy treasures at my grandmothers. The bowl was always strategically placed waiting for our little fingers to sneak… Read more Christmas Ribbon Candy →
Cinnamon Toast
If you weren’t feeling too lazy, why not jazz up regular toast with some cinnamon sugar? A few slices of Wonder Bread, some butter if we were lucky, but it… Read more Cinnamon Toast →
Catch
Playing catch was a neighborhood pastime. If you went out by yourself with your glove and ball, sooner or later, someone would show up and want to play. You might… Read more Catch →
