One of the beautiful things I learned about Kentucky is that stuff grows here. I made sure of that before we packed up our lives and braved hourly bathroom stops at every McDonald’s along the interstate. Sigh. Stuff really grows here…. Greg liked to blame my “lackluster” garden on —what, I don’t know—but surely it [...]

I heard something strange at the door this morning. It was Heidi, the milk cow. At my door. Even for around here, that’s a little weird. You know you’ve missed milking time when the cow comes to the front door to let you know. The first thing you do in a crisis –believe me, it’s [...]

I sat down my oldest son this evening to break the news to him. “Well, it finally happened,” I started. He peered over his Hardy Boys and got a concerned look on his face. I’m evil, so I milked it a little before getting to the punchline. I lowered my voice and spoke slowly. “Well. [...]

Last night I sat at a table with strangers as we watched a Mexican man cook our Japanese dinner with fire and flare. At our table, there was a gangster-looking fellow plugged into an iPod; an estrogen trio, one of them about seven-years-old with a stuffed parrot on her shoulder that needed a name; and [...]

The healthcare debate turned personal for me this week when I went to my first appointment for a….mammogram. (There, I said it.) No matter how cool and normal I tried to act, inside, I was a nervous wreck. I tried to think this was all a bit routine. You know, sitting in a waiting room [...]

The kids are doing awesome with their first time in school. I decided not to interfere when the teacher chose my second grader to be the line leader on the first day, and that was good. They all figured out how to walk in a line, even though my oldest insisted that his line leading [...]

I know the pics are pretty quick on my slideshow, but I thought it was rude to think you might want to sit through more than two minutes of Scott kid nostalgia meant only for the grandparents. When I recover from parenthood, I have a goal of organizing all my photos, ironically. Here are some [...]

Greg razzes me for planting so many flowers, but there can never be too many flowers. He gave up and planted these, but only to make me happy. I have company arriving soon, but I took some pictures of the garden this evening that I’ll load when I have a chance. Is your garden spectacular? [...]