mondays at maywood
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Where’s the @#$% ice scraper?
Trick or treat? Snow for Halloween is quirky cool. The juxtaposition of vibrant leaves with snowy groundcover is a good photo op. But, really, I’m not ready to deal with the morning exit routine. Sunday morning, I’m all ready for church, attired in appropriately autumnal colors. I’m even reasonably on time. Before dashing out the door Continue reading
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Friday Night at the Hunting Lodge
I must begin by saying that we do not run a hunting lodge, bed-and-breakfast, boarding house, retreat center, target practice range, catering service, or wedding reception venue. It just feels that way. If we really were doing all those things I would not have to limp into work everyday and deal with sleepy teenagers who are completely Continue reading
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What do you do with pumpkin seeds?
Here’s the dilemma du jour. Do you have to soak pumpkin seeds before roasting them? I have toasted them straight from the pumpkin with resulting tough, chewy seeds. Daughter Shelley, culinary queen in her own right, has either soaked them overnight or boiled them in salt water, both yielding excellent results. Friday night she was Continue reading
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Feed me!
This is a shout-out to Soup’r Natural on York Road in Hereford. (And a thank you for the thank you from neighbors Glenn and Kelly!) I’m still thinking fond thoughts about a meal we had there over a week ago. When you consider that I can’t remember what I had for lunch today or even Continue reading
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Gotta get away
In fourteen hundred and ninety-two Columbus sailed the ocean blue… In honor of the intrepid explorer I’ve gone to…no, not Columbus, Ohio. I’m checking out the ocean blue in south facing Cape May where last night at sunset we watched the sun slip into the ocean to the west and then saw the moon rise over the Continue reading
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A spooky thought for October: junk drawers
Once upon a time I had a junk drawer. That was back when I had very few drawers. My current enormous entertain-a-crowd kitchen has so many drawers that when we moved into the house I didn’t even have things to store in them all…at first. With ample space I merrily organized the drawers so logically that when friends came over and asked Continue reading
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Butternut Squash Soup
“The sun’ll come out…next Thursday.” That was the weatherman’s snide remark on the radio the other morning as my windshield wipers swished away. (And the song from the musical Annie is still stuck in my head.) By Saturday I am finally able to sit out on the café porch, surrounded by deep green leaves backlit by patches of chartreuse Continue reading
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Lucrative lessons
No one goes into teaching for its lucrative potential but it cannot be denied that every day is rich with potential. Potential for what? Disaster, joy, teachers going postal, one never knows. This week’s adventure in learning began with a vocabulary list. I teach a high school English class for international students. On Monday, I went Continue reading
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Pets or Pests?
Why is it that a mouse in Shelley’s bedroom results in a cell-phone video of a screaming woman leaping onto the bed while begging her daddy to save her, but a hamster gone missing brings that very same woman to her hands and knees in her son’s room in a desperate search that, please God, will not end with dead Continue reading
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Monster caterpillar attacks Maywood
Last week we had enormous mutant mushrooms growing in the yard. Last night I came home to the biggest caterpillar I have ever seen in my life. I’m used to seeing bugs and critters, but this thing is creeping me out. Harper and John discovered it on a volunteer tomato plant in the yard, where it was voraciously Continue reading
Slightly Off the Grid 