Yesterday afternoon, Jamey and I sat on our porch and basked in the late Sunday rays, books in hand and bellies full of a great Easter brunch.

Jamey lounged on the chaise while I sprawled out over the rocker, and we mindlessly chatted about our house and the passers-by.

“Jamey, what should we write our blog post about tomorrow?” Most of our Sunday afternoons are spent tossing around this question. We review what we’ve recently cooked, who we’ve spent our time with, and what’s amused us the past few days.

Jamey closed his book and stretched. “I don’t know. What have we done this weekend?” Continue reading →