Anyone who visits this blog on a regular basis knows I’m not christian, but may not know that until the age of 12, I was relatively ‘churchy.’ I attended Sunday School and Vacation Bible School, I could repeat a handful of verses, prayers and psalms when asked. And then things changed, as they do.

Continuing on with the holiday theme this week, I think you’ll like it. Don’t worry, we’ll get back to crazy, bloody, scary, and creepy next week… when it’s more appropriate.

We had an issue with a chicken here on Monday, and once the kid and I wrestled it into submission, it was too late to have it for supper. This is what I did, and it can be done with a turkey carcass, too!

It’s another catch-up blog post for the WriYe Blogging Circle! This time, we’re focusing on speed, and whether or not we haz it. Or dooze it. Does it? This really isn’t looking good for my editorial skills is it… I blame being around a dyslexic apiarist too much lately!

Oh so many years ago, when I was a proof reader at Apex Publications, I fell in love with a fictional man who wasn’t. Or was he?