This is part five in a series about surviving separation from your spouse. When Gregg and I first met, it was 357 miles from his driveway to mine. Right before we were married, his National Guard unit was activated and he moved from Anniston, AL, to Birmingham, AL, to prepare for deployment. This made the distance right around 330 miles.
Year: 2010
Caution: This post consists of a rather frank and forthright discussion of human sexuality in the context of marital intimacy.
The number five important fifth of five best kept Christian sex secret to the BEST SEX EVER is…
Pin ItThis is the perfect comfort food casserole. It’s also a big favorite at pot lucks and church dinners. It is also a quick fix. The cheese sauce can easily be made while the pasta is cooking. The timing almost always works perfectly for me that when I’m done with the sauce, the pasta is perfect and ready to drain. If you leave the turkey ham out of the recipe, it’s the perfect casserole main dish for a Lent evening.
Pin ItWhen we bought the wheat berries for my grain mill, we went ahead and added a 6-gallon bucket of 16-bean soup mix. The shipping was moderate because we already had a good sized shipment coming, and the price per pound was WAY cheaper than an already cheap meal that much cheaper.
Pin ItA friend of mine posted a Facebook status about homemade potato soup that she put in Panera bread bowls, and I made the comment that they wouldn’t be hard to make. A few days later, she flagged me on the Hallee the Homemaker fanpage and asked if I’d made bread bowls yet. So, here they are.
Pin ItI am honored to have participated in a Real Food Face-Off hosted by Katie at kitchenstewardship.com which concludes on March 2. I had my turn last week and I must say I feel both humbled and honored to have been asked to participate. There have been some fantastic bloggers so far and there are more to come.
He’d said this to me for years – in fact, in an email I received from him a week after I met him, he extolled how much he loved the fact that I put an effort into looking nice. But this time, reading it, I took it as an accusation – as in, “I would appreciate it if you would put an effort into your appearance, but you don’t because you’re fat, ugly, frumpy, limp.”
