Come On Over!

I need some help eating that tart, I'll put some coffee on, or maybe some iced tea. It's not meant for long-term storage and I'm having trouble giving it away to my kids, who prefer chemical-laden, cellophane wrapped things.






Can you believe Scooter Libby's sentence was COMMUTED?

We are packing up the daughter-child for a babysitting stint on Maui. She's going over to stay with our friend Missy and her husband Buzz (a few hundred yards from the Big Beach state park!) and hopefully be a credit to her parents and the Red Cross babysitting certification program by being the best mother's helper ever.