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8 cups rolled oats 1 cup almonds 1 cup walnuts 1 cup pecans 1 1/2 tsp salt 1/2 cup honey 1/3 cup oil 1 tbsp cinnamon 1 tsp vanilla 1/2 cup brown sugar Preheat oven to 325F. Mix oats & nuts in big bowl. Mix everything else then add to dry mix. Spread in baking…

*i’m listening to “Angels We Have Heard On High” and pondering the phrase “God with us”. toddlers act very differently when they believe their parent is with them. they jump off the couch. they fling their heads backward. they know their parent will catch them, stabilize them…they’ll be fine. we call them naive. indeed they…

Sometimes I go back to Chicago in my mind. It’s not like going there physically. It’s riskier. It’s reliving memories of what used to be, putting on my silver, pinky, fish ring. I return to grad school, to wanting to teach English lit., to talking with Vershawn about must-read books like Sula. I return to…

unpacking my unpacking is an analysis-lover’s dream. (said somewhat sarcastically…) take a listen. let me know your thoughts. *correction: i do remember and like details, particularly in my work life. but i don’t remember the ins and outs of what went down long, long ago.

this is mr. pup. he’s one of my oldest memories. i think i purchased (via my parents) him at a school rummage sale. at one point, my older sister and i argued over who he belonged to. somehow i won. i’ve never known myself to sleep with stuffed animals and yet i’ve kept him around…

it’s a little wooden elephant. through the years, it has occupied various spaces…typically the top of a dresser. i’ve had it for most of my life now. there aren’t many things i can say that about. this was given to me by an elementary school classmate. i’m guessing it was part of a gift exchange….