Home … is where my heart is .. this is a repeat of a previous post because it is still true and needs to be said again
There is a lot more to a home that just a house. And home doesn’t usually seem too homey if no one is ever there. I try to plan all my trips to town for once a week, and when you live in the country it really is a trip to town. I love the stability and security it gives my family. They know what time supper is at night and they know who is going to be there, all of us. Way too many children these days are missing that, the security that home is supposed to bring. So that is what works for me this Wednesday, how about you?

Tropical Traditions recently sent me some insect repellent to try and just in time!!! It has been a nasty bug year and I don’t like my girls applying poisonous chemicals to their skin. I know I am strange that way 
We moved from Southern California to Tennessee in the late fall of 1993. It was a wonderful new place except for one thing. We had grown up on Mexican food. Not American style fast food Mexican but authentic, miles from the border California style Mexican food. There was no good Mexican food in Tennessee. So I made it myself. Then I taught my daughters. Then we had more daughters and they learned to cook better than me. And they got better and better. And now that there are plenty of Mexican restaurants in Tennessee, we still can’t find one that tastes as good as our daughters cook. So I followed Georgia around the kitchen with my camera just to get this incredible information for you! This is part of a set of many books, some already released and some I have yet to complete separate from this.





