Thrift at Home

The children and I picked figs today at a friend's house.  Their sticky juice was hard to scrub off, much like pine tar! And we ate a ...

I read Sarah's post , and suddenly I remembered what I used to do when I lived at home yet:  I poked in all corners of the house to find...

Up until this point in our parenting career, I felt the children's presence continually (my husband could turn it off sometimes) or we a...

  I was canning hot pepper marmalade and pickling some jalapenos a friend deposited in our car, sort of like zucchini this time of year.  ...

We were at a family reunion last weekend, and my husband's Aunt Carol had the neatest tablecloth.  It was a large square of gingham, wit...

I'm not fond of those baked stuffed peppers where the peppers get sort of mushy and slimy and weird; in the past, I tried to improve the...

The lunch pails are done.  And the only thing I purchased to make them was the pattern and piping cord.  I could feel stubbornness rising ...