Hopefully it’s pretty obvious that we like camping. We consider ourselves to be fairly hardcore about it, especially considering our baggage, er children. We get dirt under our fingernails, sleep on the ground, and start fires without lighter fluid. There is one area where we do not succumb to survival tactics though and that is our… Read more »
During our courtship (is that word too archaic for something that only happened a decade ago?), Noel and I spent a summer apart. I was smitten which led me to do sappy things like make care packages with chocolate kisses and cheesy sayings. And because Noel was likewise smitten, he continued dating me even though he… Read more »
Noel mentioned in his last post that in an effort to #makepantsfitagain, we did a bit of a sugar detox. (Post on that coming soon to your favorite food blog.) Going forward we aren’t banning sugar, but we’re definitely cutting back significantly. Over Memorial Day weekend, we took our kids on a mini backpacking trip. While… Read more »
Last week was our son’s spring break and the desert was calling our names. Both Noel and I have a special place in our heart for red rock country having spent many formative years and moments in Nevada, Arizona, and Utah and I think we were a little homesick for red dirt. We spent a… Read more »
When I was seven years old my family bought an old house that was in need of a lot of love. The overgrown backyard was a nightmare for my parents, but a dream come true for free spirited, tree climbing, me. The tall grasses transported me to a jungle savanna where I’d scramble up dying cherry trees… Read more »
Nothing says summer like eating meat grilled on a stick. It just doesn’t get any better than this. Silverware not required–or recommended. Unleash your inner barbarian and eat this right off the skewer.
When we were going to school we lived in a small attic apartment (the one with the paper dial on the oven). We had the privilege of living above a few different families and got to know them in ways that only a shared water heater and paper thin walls can. When our first downstairs neighbors… Read more »
When we were going to school at Utah State we planted a small garden every summer. We’d only plant a few plants, but between some combination of the plants getting radiant heat from a bordering concrete wall and being planted in rich, organic soil (compliments of our former downstairs neighbor), the harvest was always prolific. Our… Read more »
I’m pretty sure packing my school lunches was the bane of my mother’s existence. I was extremely opinionated on what I would eat and if she packed something that didn’t sound good, I just wouldn’t eat it. I went through a long phase where I hated sandwiches and I didn’t go to one of those… Read more »
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