It's taken 57 years to finally dawn on me that the person we should be toasting with chocolate fudge cake and a scoop of Graeter's Ice Cream on April 19 is my mom, the former Peggy Jo Fey. She's the one who popped me out into this old world not even 11 months after giving [...]
My daughter Molly once mentioned the fascinating concept that we can trace human history through grain, and I have been somewhat obsessed ever since. For instance, all that sourdough bread baked during this past year carries with it both the angst and the genuine desire to soothe we've each experienced as we have made our [...]
It's been a Sydney kind of week here at action central, where we bonded with both a golden doodle and a highly energetic fitness trainer. I met Sydney Cummings through my wingman Google after a crazy "at home bootcamp" search with the subtext "perfect workout for an accidental lounger about to turn 57 who really [...]
We have hosted some enjoyable houseguests over the years but none as easy-to-please as our new friend Sydney. Molly introduced us and, having been prepped ahead of time with stories of Sydney's all-around greatness, I thought I'd be underwhelmed. "So this is Sydney," I said, like a cranky old skeptic from the front porch of [...]
Tomorrow, for the eighth time in an official election, I will cast a vote for my husband. This is exactly the same number of times he has appeared on the ballot, in case you are wondering 😉. In his 32-year career, he has won some elections, he has lost some and he has, like tomorrow, [...]
