I've thought about picking this blog back up again for a while. I feel a bit like a cheater if I do, as I'm not running long distances lately. I do miss the running, maybe blogging will pull me back into logging some miles. I do miss the diary effect this blog served for so long. So here we are. Why not? Thursday, September 8th, 2016 Today I made wild rice for lunch. I think in my book that means it's officially fall. My mom had this great tradition of making wild rice soup. She's the Minnesota mom you wish you had. 2 parts hardcore and 99% love. yeah that makes no mathmatical sense, but neither does mothering- You just go for it with all your might and hope to not mess things up. But, I digress, today we're talking wild rice, and I DID mess things up. I'm out of butter, no cream to be had, no ham.... So I just boil it till they pop- please tell me everyone does this---- if you don't ...
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