The Morning After Thanksgiving

  My growling stomach woke me up this morning around 4:30 am.  I am normally not a big breakfast eater, but my belly taunted me relentlessly as I squeezed my insomniac’s eyes shut, praying for just a little bit more sleep. But, suddenly, I opened my eyes, giddy, and buoyantly thankful.  Today is the day…

Mango Pachadi (Gojju)

An Elementary Approach to Indian Cooking

  What kind of cook are you?  If you like Indian food, how skilled are you in the kitchen?  Me, I’m pretty hopeless when it comes to Indian cooking. When I was a newlywed, I made a mean fried chicken, but knew nothing about my husband’s comfort foods.  I eagerly learned how to make a…

Our Multicultural Easter Sunday

Easter Sunday began with bursts of sunshine popping into our bedroom windows early in the morning.  Birds chirped all around our house, and the Azaleas looked fresher than they had the day before. It was the beginning of a day of Christian renewal and affirmation of life, and of nature’s renewal, with the shrubs fluttering…

My South Asian Parent Story

When I was a new wife and mom, more years ago than I’d like to count, I wandered the self-help aisles of bookstores almost weekly.  I guess I was a typical newbie at everything family, and needed support and guidance in how to deal with cultural differences, living with a man and all of his…

Allergy Powder One, Zyrtec Zero

  Birds are tweeting outside, and I look longingly out my backyard window at the fresh green tree branches dancing with the breeze. I love the smell of new honeysuckle and tickle of green baby grass between my bare toes.  But, survival instincts kick in before I turn the backdoor knob, and I back away…

Where Did You Get Your Kids From?

This morning, I clicked play on a rediscovered Christmas 2005 video on my laptop and cried and smiled as I watched. The kids were bouncy, and gap-toothed, and still called me mommy (now, it’s Mom or “Hey, Sheryl” ) Their high-pitched munchkin voices squealing over the things Santa brought them were precious.  My how I…

Bee Invasion

  IMG_0702 (2) It was dusk.  The crickets were beginning to chirp, a cool breeze was finally whipping up, and the orange sun was bleeding into the horizon. My husband and I were just about to park ourselves on the back deck and relax.  Our five year old was outside with his friends, screeching up…

Tea Time in Georgia

Tea can be so many things to so many different people. My mother-in-law loves her milk tea.  Cha.  Every day, morning and afternoon, the loose black tea leaves roll in a boil on the stove, smelling of warm milk and ginger. The aroma of her tea is a gentle “good morning” every day in her…

Our Nearly Naked Christmas Tree

This poor Christmas tree has stood in our sunroom for over 10 days, just waiting for my attention.  I look at it everyday as I dash in and out of the house in between errands and tell myself, “yes, yes, I will get to hanging up the ornaments”.  Later. On the Sunday before Thanksgiving, my…