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Kym's InstagramHad my own Great British Baking Show technical challenge today. Made @williamzest great grandmothers raisin cookie recipe. After making the filling the next line just said “make dough” with a list of ingredients. With the help of my mom, they turned out great!Opened our 🎁 from each other this morning 🥰 with the biggest tree we’ve ever had. 🎄Will named him Dwane “The Tree” Johnson.Smorrebrod brunch 🤤. Traditional Danish rye bread and pickles made by @williamzest 😍 I had pickled herring with daikon radish spouts and dill, smoked salmon with Will’s pickles, and fried egg with cheese and tomato. I resisted having danish coffee (with brown sugar and aquavit 😜)Thanks @caravanvet for taking great care of us for over 6 years! Pigeon (and we) love the comfort and ease of not having to leave her home. (I should have gotten a picture of all of us on the living room floor 🤪) We also deeply appreciated the cards and care you’ve expressed over our loss of Turtle. I strongly recommend @caravanvet, for us it is 100% worth the added expense of a home visit.
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I was in triage at an ER trying not to hyperventilate. My mom was saying “Yoga breaths. Take yoga breaths.” One kind nurse looked me in the eye and sternly told me to get my breathing under control. After assessing my vitals … Continue reading
I’ve been second guessing myself. Who doesn’t? Ever since I did that crazy thing, paying an outlandish sum to do something even more outlandish. I’ve been wondering. How did I end up here? Do I belong here? This iron distance … Continue reading
On day three we decided to make an igloo. It would be a fun way to spend a layover day. We were optimistic. Years ago I bought this thing: We’d tried and failed three times in past years. This time … Continue reading
I am working on a new skill. I feel deeply out of my element. I often coach people to learn new skills such as swimming, or strength training, and now yoga. I tell people it’s ok if it feels unnatural, awkward, … Continue reading
If my vacation is miserable enough, life seems easier. Just kidding. Sorta. When I was a kid I cursed my parents for living in stupid boring frozen Minnesota. When I grew up I was leaving. Then I grew up and found … Continue reading