I have a new puppy. He's a three month old border collie and his name is Kim (after my first dog who was a beagle/foxhound cross). But his name is also sometimes Walking Imp, Demon, or The Poo Machine.
This month, I made ratatouille. Yes, I know it's not the season. No, I don't care. I've been vegetarian since I was about twelve but I've never made this meal - a miserable oversight I wanted to correct.
Can we really save ourselves from catching a cold? Day one back teaching and I’m in a stuffy room full of snuffles, smothered coughs, and startled sneezes. And that’s just the teacher training day. I make a mental note to pick up some echinacea tea on my way home to ward off the inevitable cold