Turkey Day

Libs,

I just freaking love the holidays.  Love everything about them.  The decorating (if that’s what you can call my attempts), the planning (sticky notes EVERYHEWERE), the stress (waking up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night realizing I didn’t remove the butter to soften for the gingerbread house dough), the food (when else is it socially acceptable, even encouraged, that you overeat and drink and we call it being merry), the crazy families (this requires no subtext).  I love it all. 

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Found Recipes

Dear Libby,

I'm not sure I have ever told you this, but I am a total NPR nerd.  I listen to it every time I am in the car.  I love it because while it is a news source, I am just as likely to get a human interest story about bird watching or a quick lecture on the negative effects of plutonium in my water source.  I realize that makes me not very fun sounding.  But, maybe the following will make up for that.

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Bastille Day 2014

Bonjour Billy,

I was thinking so much about France last week (as I mentally prepared for Bastille day) and I was remembering how, when we lived there, so many French people literally couldn’t say “Libby” so it always came out “Billy.”  It still makes me laugh.

I know you were traveling home from Montana on Bastille Day, so my guess is you didn’t do too much to commemorate.  I, however, missed the Fourth of July since I was working.  But, since Tygh and I were both off this past Monday, I decided to make up for it in spades by celebrating the French Day of Independence with gusto.  Really, it just means I made and ate a lot of food.  But it did have a French theme.

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