The (Mis)Adventures of Quilling

I’m 10 weeks old. Which means that I’m older and wiser now. It also means that I’m quilling. And that’s not so great. I┬álose quills and grow new ones in every few weeks until I’m about 13 weeks old, which is when I have my final adult quilling. So, needless to say, I’m rather grumpy…

Dad and His Goody-Making Fun

Apparently my most popular posts aren’t about running or reading or writing or even cooking. No, they’re about my parents. So nothing I can ever do will as be as interesting as what my cute parents do, which I’ve come to accept. I mean, they are pretty adorable and quirky. As many of you know,…

What My Parents Have Taught Me about Marriage

It all started with a product description. As a lark, and because my dad asked me, I wrote up a product description, a “Get your Gary!” sort of thing. But then I started thinking about it. I had written a few pithy lines about Gary’s selling points, but what got me was what I didn’t…