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Juggling Motherhood Chef Style....

Juggling Motherhood Chef Style.... by Paige Gould

Juggling Motherhood and Management~ Chef Style..Well it has been well overdue for a blog post. Many things have happened since my last post. My life has changed many folds over. I am a dog owner now, of awonderful Boston Terrier named Dibbit, which incidentally was named formy father-in-law's best friend. Wish I could have met my…

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Strawberry Picking is Nigh, Let's go Make a Pie

Strawberry Picking is Nigh, Let's go Make a Pie by Paige Gould

Getting back into blogging is like getting back into your clothes from the 1980's. Try as you might, it just gathers wrinkles and dust in the farthest recesses of your closet. It really is quite sad since, I work at the The Putney Food Coop and there is an abundance of fodder for me to write about. So, I decided to dust off my rainbow…

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We Are Not In Kansas, Anymore

We Are Not In Kansas, Anymore by Paige Gould

This is Springfield, Massachusetts about 60 miles from Brattleboro I should be careful what I ask for. I have always liked thunderstorms, because there is an element of danger outside but, you are cozy and rosy inside, watching the chaos outside. So usually, the fear is somewhat subdued. Yesterday, fear busted out of its cage,…

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Holy Cow, is that a Whoopie Pie?

Holy Cow, is that a Whoopie Pie? by Paige Gould

My friend Lynn, owns cows like these, they are so regal looking, They are Highland cattle or an ancient Scottish Breed, actually very distinguished in my opinion.Today, was the "Strolling of the Heifers" Parade, in my "Lil ole neck of the woods" and, I already hear you asking "Pray tell, was is "The Strolling of the Heifers"? Well,…

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Dog Days of Summer

Dog Days of Summer by Paige Gould

The summer is a time when your life becomes much easier. No ice scrapers to carry, no boots, hats, mittens or cars to dig out. You can freely get around, whenever you like.The last three days I have been work free, no worries, no responsibilities or issues. Ample opportunity to laze around, with my laze on. It was far easier to laze…

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Cloudy with a Chance of Cinnamon Buns.

Cloudy with a Chance of Cinnamon Buns. by Paige Gould

So we all know what happens when it rains right? Well, the most obvious indication is everything gets wet. OK, here is a quick lesson in meteorology. What happens when a cold front and warm front meet? The cold air rises above the warm air, which then create moisture to rise. Which then condenses into water droplets, which then form…

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Think before you Act...

Think before you Act... by Paige Gould

So, my son he got this 4-wheeler (I guess that is what you call them). Well, My husband (Jeff) and my youngest (Kerry) they been having a hell of a time, getting this darn machine running. It has been a more than a month project, and trust me when I say, we got's lots of projects. Remember when we painted the walls.Anyhow, I have been…

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S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y night :) :)

S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y night :) :) by Paige Gould

This is the rare photo of my oldest son, notice the antiquishness of it?So today is Saturday, my ultimate favorite day! Number one favorite reason is, because my brain does not have to register work mode in the morning. Two because well, that's obvious, I don't have to work!!!! I love it, I love it, I love it!!!!Today was your…

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Pride Go Beforeth the Fall

Pride Go Beforeth the Fall by Paige Gould

Well when my oldest son says that perhaps, I should take a break on the poem writing, he is like E.F.Hutton, I should listen!! My oldest son is like an old soul, in a young man's body. I trust his opinion above everyone else. Because number one, he delivers criticism in a way, that never hurts any one's feelings. Second, he has…

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A Cool Balanced Diet is A Mousse in Each Hand

A Cool Balanced Diet is A Mousse in Each Hand by Paige Gould

So I am not sure about the rest of the world?, but it is freaking HOT. I am in no way a Southerner, so when it is going to be hot, it is more than my Yankee blood can handle. Friday, my car thermometer registered 110 degrees, and I went no where.When it is that hot, all reasoning or ability to not get aggravated, goes right out the…

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