I didn’t have a grandpa nearby while growing up. I had my great-Uncle Don. My own grandparents had either already passed away or were living in another state, so when it came time for Grandparents Day at my elementary school, or ordering Friday night pizza for all of us, or listening to the Reds games over the radio while reading the paper, or doing all those things that grandpas do … that was my Uncle Don. Continue reading →
I got an interesting letter in the mail a few days ago. It was from Berlin, from the official German archives agency that provides military and government documentation.
On April 17, 2016, shortly after meeting Martin’s cousins for the first time and reviewing all the photos and letters they shared, I submitted a formal request for military information about Martin’s great-uncle Otto, who fought in the Wehrmacht in World War II and never came home. He was killed in action fighting the Russians, and that’s about all the family knew. Continue reading →
After more than 13 months working as our family au pair, Wynter is leaving us. Long before the sun rises tomorrow morning, we’re making the trek to the airport to see her off as she returns to her family in Northern Virginia.
We’re not really sure what we’re going to do with ourselves in her absence. Continue reading →
Quarkinies are life. They are much denser than American doughnut holes because they are made with quark. No filling: just a sweet ball of fried dough sprinkled with sugar, and only made this time of year. Perfect — absolutely perfect — with coffee. Ahhhhhh.
They are so good, I sing three notes as I give them to the kids. Jaz asked why I do that.
“That’s not me. That’s a choir of angels singing their praise.”
I’m falling more and more in love with our house on the hill, but last night, I discovered driving up to it in the snow and ice can be pretty white-knuckling! Just heard the snow plow come through the neighborhood, scraping up the ice and treating the road. Oh, winter fun! Continue reading →
It snowed when we moved into our rental house nearly three years ago, so yeah…this is fine.
This is going to be an insanely busy weekend for us as we move into our new house. After months of preparation, things are finally happening. But no matter how organized and streamlined we’ve tried to make this process, it’s going to be nothing but chaos for us for awhile.
Living near a chocolate factory means we get to be in their test market for new flavors. If this one doesn’t become part of the main product line, I will weep for us all. Dark chocolate with crushed coffee beans. Yessssss.