The Children, They Are Gone.

Not gone gone. Just gone to school. And not a moment too soon. I’ve been stacking up errand to do once they went back and I’m just barely making a dent in my list. Today I need to go buy a new microwave and have a meeting with my Relief… Read More

Time to Hatch!

Hatch chiles, that is! It’s time for Hatch chile season. Last year I showed you how to roast your own chiles here (you can roast any pepper this way, not just Hatchs). But you might not feel like roasting your own. If you are lucky enough to live in Texas… Read More

Confederate Car Trip, pt. 2

Our car trip around the South continued on from western North Carolina to the eastern part of the state–to the farm of our friends, the Browns. Heather and Craig Brown (and especially their kids) were good friends of ours when we all lived in Utah. They have since moved to… Read More

Confederate Car Trip, Part 1

  Our Big Tour of the South started out on July 3. The dates we could be gone were strictly dictated by a fancy choir that India is in this summer. She was allowed to miss no more than three rehearsals or she would be sacked. So we had to… Read More

Back in Black

I’m back from our Grand Tour of the South. First things first: I managed to kill my laptop while I was travelling. So I am wearing black in mourning from destroying yet another computer. I’m beginning to thing I am made of magnets. How else to explain the destruction I… Read More

Adieu Google Reader

I was hoping that Google would change their minds at the last minute and not get rid of Google reader. Too bad, so sad! They did get rid of it. But the (semi) good news is that until tomorrow you can export your blog lists to another blog reader. After… Read More

5 Rules of Instagram

I really, really love Instagram (you can find me @heyhildie). I used to fight it because I hated the idea that all my pictures have to be square. Now I accept square-ness (and I know how to get past that if I need to). Instagram is kind of like Facebook… Read More

Makeup Monday–Concealer

I have the most horrid, nasty undereye circles. It has been thus since I was a wee lass. I remember my mother taking me to the doctor as a kid to see what in the world was the matter with me. Turns out it’s just bad genetics and pale skin.… Read More