Tracy S. Morris

Quirky Mysteries, Screwball Fantasy and Sassy History

Travelogue : Beware the Evil Oil

  This weekend, for Hubby’s birthday we went to Hot Springs for a day out without the kiddos.   I’ve been down to Hot Springs maybe a handful of times in my life.  Hubby lived there for two years while he went to the Arkansas School of Math and Sciences (and the arts) (I like […]

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I finally learned how to chop an onion.

This last Christmas, hubby told me not to plan anything for Valentine’s Day weekend (which meant that Con DFW was out). Completely unbeknownst to me, he booked us into a cooking class at the Winthrop Rockefeller institute. The Rockefeller in that name is the same as in Rockefeller center in New York City. Winthrop Rockefeller […]

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In which it is all Hugh Jackman’s fault

I should have slept early last night, but a night without the baby is a night for a movie. We went to see The Wolverine, so if I’m grumpy tonight at Worldcon, it’s all Hugh Jackman’s Fault. Hubby did not grow up reading Wolverine The way I did, so he has no frame of reference […]

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