As Sister Margaretta confessed in “The Sound of Music,” Reverend Mother, I have sinned. Except her crime — tampering with a Nazi car to save Julie Andrews, and let’s face it, who wouldn’t do whatever it took to save Julie Andrews — was more forgivable than mine. I ate a doughnut. Not only a doughnut, […]
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It’s pretty sad when you’re watching a sporting event and your first reaction is, “Oh, God, make it stop,” and the game hasn’t even started yet! Anybody watch the Rose Bowl? I don’t know who the singers were, don’t want to know, but I just kept thinking, if someone could actually sing the National Anthem […]
We know the right way to talk, but in our family — in private, not out in public — we often choose not to do it. I can’t explain it, but we think purposefully mispronounced words are funny. I don’t think it’s just a Southern thing; Mark’s grandfather was from Ohio, and he liked to […]
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Forget the NSA. For real experts in constant monitoring and surveillance of the smallest details, turn to a dog. At night, if I get up to go to the bathroom, I make sure never to put on my glasses, because our Lab, Molly, who only pretends to sleep but is actually watching somehow through closed […]
Small town problems: I don’t know my mailman’s name. He has told me, and I instantly forgot. It is a terrible flaw I have, and I come by it honestly. My dad, for years, had a default first name of Fred for men whose names he couldn’t remember. My mailman has gone out of his […]
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In a non-endorsed, side-by-side comparison, our three kids voted Cuties as the overwhelming favorite. “What are Cuties®? No….they are not your young child, your relative or your beloved pet…they are a part of the Sun Pacific family!” We found Halos drier and not as tasty. I don’t know if our experience is unique, but in […]
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I am really proud to say that our entire family shoots well. Josh, age 9, is completely relaxed as he aims for the target and pulls the trigger. Blair and Andy are great shots, as is Mark. I am a good shot, too, although I take a while to get my aim just right. I […]
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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.