I am on Day 4 of a virus that features a low-grade fever and horrible, wracking, prolonged cough. My husband has it, too. In fact, he’s had it for two days longer than I have, and he still feels awful. Maybe it’s the fever, but this morning I woke up and imagined I was in […]
Some people have a spirit animal, an animal that’s supposed to represent your skills or beliefs in some way. My spirit animal is Fozzie Bear. Yes, that furry comedian from “The Muppet Show,” the one with the pork pie hat and polka-dot bow tie. “The one who tells the terrible jokes?” you say. Yes, but […]
Josh was late for school because I forgot to get gas last night after choir practice. I didn’t get gas before choir because I was already late for that. The car holds 18 gallons. I put in 17.972 gallons. So basically, we started the day running on fumes. I’m not feeling like Super Mom today. […]
If you were to grab a remote and somehow channel-surf through my brain right now, this is what you would see: Click: A highway out West, deserted except for the tumbleweed that blows past the camera, maybe a buzzard circling in the sky. Click: A front yard of a house. It’s night, and you’re basically […]
The darkest nights I’ve ever spent have been in a car, late at night, on a cold, lonely stretch of deserted highway. Years ago, when my husband, Mark, was a resident at Johns Hopkins, we always spent Christmas with my family in South Carolina. Mark didn’t get much time off, so we usually left at […]
Still Weird at the Grocery Store I haven’t written much lately about my morning trips to the grocery store, but I just want to check in and say that it’s still as weird as ever out there. Today I dropped Josh off at school and popped by my customary grocery store, a quirky place we […]
I’m a mature adult, with important responsibilities and a certain amount of dignity… until Andy Gibb comes on my 70s lite rock Pandora station singing “Everlasting Love.” All of a sudden, I’m back in junior high, when he was a huge heartthrob. OMG! “We killed the pain, we blew away the memories of the tears […]
Bumble Creek Farm
A delightful true account, told with love and humor by award-winning writer Janet Farrar Worthington, of her young family's riotous adventures on their own "Green Acres," as two urban professionals "who had no idea whatsoever what we were doing" start a farm in beautiful Horse Oak, Virginia.
Janet has done it again in this charming book giving happy little snapshots of home and family, animals with attitude, life in a small town, and finding the funny when everything seems crazy.