One of my favorite classes at the seminary was Dogmatics III with Dr. Masaki. This was due to two factors: (1) He’s a really good teacher, and (b) Since I was the only girl in a class of all guys, he let me bring brownies/cupcakes/sugar-in-general to class every Friday, which made the discussion even more intense than it was without obscene levels of glucose. We … Continue reading Dogs III
My mother is like an Iowan version of Martha Stewart, minus the poncho and prison record. She can cook anything, bake anything, make anything, do anything, and it’s all delicious, perfect, adorable and perfect. I am not my mother’s daughter. Cooking meat scares me. Yeast petrifies me. You can fix writing. You can always tweak your edits. But fixing a too-done pork chop or reviving … Continue reading Dreamy Cream Scones
{Disclaimer: This post has nothing to do with theology, Lutheranism, or The Lutheran Witness.} {Ok, I lied. Maybe it has a little to do with Lutheranism.} My best friend’s name is Jeni. We can’t remember how or when we met (Wait. Do we even know each other?!), but it doesn’t matter. We were both students at Fort Wayne, and that’s good enough for us. Jeni’s … Continue reading baby shower lallapalooza
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