There are those traditions I pursue with, frankly, a touch of manic zeal. Celebrating Advent, making gravy for Italian Festival, putting up a Christmas tree with every ornament my kids have ever made. These are the traditions that I actively sought out. The ones from my childhood that I consciously intended to continue. As myContinue reading “Painting chairs”
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On mud…
Italian Fest turned into a mud pit by Friday afternoon. Really smelly mud. Because of the downpour, we didn’t serve nearly as many people as we normally do. About 175. So we have lots of gravy left over. It was fun and a bit weird to be there with my baby. The kid rocked someContinue reading “On mud…”
Caroline Mitchell Carrico 