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

Sometimes Iowa looks like the rolling, green hills the pictures of Irish hillsides .  Today is one of those days!  Sigh!  And see how my gar...

I've not been a "good" blogger this week. My weekend and Monday were consumed with moving/schlepping/prepping and painting two...

So I thought I might be able to tell you all sorts of funny stories about my wild hair.  Sorry!  I still have it!

So I learned something very important today. Apparently, I'm not up and hip and cool after all.  Here is a text conversation I had wit...

I bought a MacBook. My seven/eight/nine year old Sony laptop is about on it's last leg/gig. So, spurred on by my friends and family who ...

It appears as if Spring has sprung in our locale. It's hard to trust this "fact," though. L ast week boasted freezi...

Once upon a time there was a middle-aged woman named Rosy Nosed. As a young maiden Rosy Nosed understood that she had been born into a l...