A fancy Sunday chicken dinner. Not something that I typically do too much with, but since my father gave me a beautiful 8 lb chicken that he cared for and slaughtered himself, I can not resist.  He also shared...

I make the drive along Seneca Lake from end to end a few times a month, and now that I have a camera, I can capture some of the beauty I see on my way.  I’m quite excited by this as a lot of Mennonite...

There is little comparison between homemade chicken stock and store-bought.  There is a time investment at the front end that is daunting for some, but it is a fabulous way to use every part of your likely...

One of the most common conversations I have with clients is in about dating and healthy relationships in recovery, but this is not something restricted to people in recovery; it is endemic in our culture.  If...

In searching for the formal definition of the word mash procrasturbation, I found a neat article from Psychology Today on the subject which introduced me to Temporal Motivation Theory (TMT).  I was intrigued...

This week I present to you one of the most bizarre and addictive podcasts to date.  I have binge-listened to the first dozen episodes of Welcome to Night Vale with the conflicting sense of, ‘Why am I...

Photography newb = phewb? Now that making up my own word is out of the way… If you recall, I shared the other day that A.D. has gifted me an awesome new Sony a6000 DSLR camera. Those of you who know me...

The prompt for this week on Journal 52 was a little distracting for me and I decided to go in a completely different direction than drawing real or imaginary creatures.  This is how it goes. I spent the...