home grown stories

Life is Too Short To Peel A Tomato

I’ve had so many different jobs in my life that I find it easier just to respond ‘I’m somebody’s Mother’ when asked ”What do you do for a living?” I feel as if Motherhood has been the ultimate training ground for dealing with different personalities and authority figures. I was grateful for the experience of… Continue reading Life is Too Short To Peel A Tomato

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Minuscule Memories

I woke up this morning thinking about my old job at the bank.  Perhaps it was the drugs I’ve been taking to combat the onslaught of new allergens attacking my system.  Or maybe it’s just what it is, a dream; random thoughts that somehow stay glued to the side of your mind, and are knocked… Continue reading Minuscule Memories

home grown stories


Well, it’s been an interesting few days leading up to this Fourth of July holiday here in Idaho Falls, Idaho. Awakening with the feeling of swollen eyes, a stuffed nose and a head full of cement, I was quickly reminded of allergies I suffered as a child long ago.   Years of allergy shots had alleviated… Continue reading THE UGLY BEGINNINGS