So #4 Daughter, the amazing Sara Marian, and I were talking about cooking the other day. She was lamenting that her cakes (box mix, just like her mother makes) never look perfect like other people’s cakes. I was suggesting fixes and she was ticking off…

Clubs again! Yay! Clubs means Chekhov in the Deal Me In Short Story Reading Challenge–it does, in my deck, anyway. The story I read was: Whitebrow by Anton Chekhov So this mother wolf is really, really hungry. She jumps onto a farmer’s shed and scrabbles…

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