Golf Digest. Who keeps sending me this stuff??

I suppose I could give golfing it a try, since obviously this is a sign. Perhaps I have a hidden talent in Golf? Perhaps I have been hiding my golfing talent under a bushel, and it should be brought out and shared with everyone.  Continue reading →

The Cady Family Bounty Hunters

  Yes indeed, sometimes our shoes were tricky and very elusive. After the whole family had hunter for a while, frequently a poster would appear, prominently displayed, featuring some of Dad’s professional art work. Then the hunt was on. Fifty cents – not a lot of money by today’s standards, but that would buy a … Continue reading →

My husband has a Cady sense of humor.

I was recently on a birthday trip to Hawaii my husband had arranged for me and a few girlfriends. It’s okay to swoon, ladies. I think of how kind he is, and I swoon a little, too. He had no idea the weather was going to be as HORRIBLE as it was.  It’s the thought … Continue reading →

We Are Officially Paid Authors!

It’s official! We got our first royalty payment for our Monte’s Misfits books! Granted, our first book was only published for a couple of days in August, but money is money, right? Just keepin’ it real, yo! Plus, it was split four ways!   There’s a story behind this card though. Our father grew up … Continue reading →

Mystery Party Excitement!

I grew up in a home of Mystery Game writers. From the time I was in Middle School, I tested the crazy parties Dad wrote and Mom tried to reign in and edit. Sometimes I played with my friends, sometimes I hung out with a bunch of “old” people and filled in one of the … Continue reading →

Pumpkin Soup!

The words, “Pumpkin Soup” are wrought with meaning in our family. For myself, I imagine a ginormous sunken pumpkin filled with soup – the only part of which I was willing to eat being the black olives. Nevertheless, in my bowl was plopped a liquidy slosh of soup, onions, ground beef, peppers, black olives, and … Continue reading →

The Flannel Shirt

My high school freshman came to me the other night asking for help for homecoming week.  They were having a “Pacific Northwest” day, and she desperately needed a flannel to wear the next day.  DESPERATELY. The clock told me that the mall was closed, and my impatience with her lack of planning told me that … Continue reading →

Ode to the Sick Day

I am sick. I want to curl up on our slightly scratchy couch wrapped in a homemade quilt sipping Apple Cider, Top Ramen, and orange juice and watch The Price is Right. If I was nauseous, add some saltines and a loaf pan. That was my childhood sickness ritual. Nothing fancy. Nothing flashy.  There was not … Continue reading →