Callie Feyen

I’ve known Mallory since she was 8 years old and I was dating her older brother who is now my husband, so I know a bit about where Mallory has been and it has been nothing but a pleasure to watch where she is going. Mallory is one of those people who I like to call a creative do-er. She… View Post

We donated our little red play kitchen during the week of the snowstorm. These days, when Hadley and Harper want to “play” kitchen, they page through cookbooks, then rummage through the cupboards and the refrigerator to see if we have what it takes to make a Texas sheet cake, chocolate-chip sour cream coffee cake, or black and white cookies. It’s… View Post

Here are a couple of behind the scene shots of my essay, “Romancing the Rat” for Coffee+Crumbs.  You’ll learn a bit about my marriage, an unwanted visitor, and Bryan Bliss’s book No Parking At The End Times.  I think it’s a suitable little piece for Valentine’s Day. Read it here.

Around here, we’re fully immersed in Tolkien. Harper’s practicing Rune, and I’m reading about things larger than hornets. Never would I have picked this book up if I didn’t need to teach it, which once agains proves why someone ought to hire me to teach a class on scrubbing toilets or keeping house in general because if I have to… View Post

One of my favorite parts about road trips is listening to music in the car. I don’t mean the mixes – I guess they’re called playlists these days – I’m talking about entering a new state, hitting “scan” on the stereo, stretching my legs out on the dashboard, and listening to what music pops up. Our road trips usually consist… View Post