Scrambled Dregs ~~~~~~~ tidbits on life, food, faith, and writing.

How many hours of my life have I invested in key hunts? I don't actually want to know. Tonight, after retracing my steps no less than th...

Kim's comment from yesterday's "I Love My Job" post cracked me up. In honor of my grandmother's recent 90th birthday, ...

I made the mistake of asking my oldest daughter for a subject to blog about. She suggested..."My Life as a Proctologist." Fortunat...

Used to be that drama was saved for the page or stage. Now its wherever you choose to look. Why? Back in the day, when I embraced drama, I s...

I hab a code. Everything I say is being filtered through gunk. Keep that in mind in case this post rambles or runs like an out of control no...

I feel like a slacker-blogger. A year ago it wouldn't have been a big deal to post only three times in a week, but somewhere, somehow I...

Lola is our watch dog. Amazing that a deep doberman-woof can come out of the wriggly, gangly puppy body. Lily, well, she'll beat you up...