This post was originally published in 2009, but it's back by popular demand! The nostalgic no bake cookies recipe you'll find below has since become a fan favorite with my grandkids. I've made a few tweaks to the original recipe over the years, and now I'm excited to share this updated version with all of you.
The night before our son was born, my husband gave himself a DIY haircut—right in the middle of my contractions. This funny birth story is proof that sometimes chaos makes the best memories.
Editor’s Note (Updated 2025): This post originally ran in 2008, but the lessons (and the laugh) are still on point. I’ve dusted it off, added a cartoon, and updated the format so it’s ready for a new generation of ostriches. . Revised and edited May, 2025. There’s an old myth that ostriches bury their heads in the sand when danger comes. Some call it the ostrich mentality, when life hits too...
A nostalgic coming-of-age memory about growing up Pentecost in the ’80s, slim feet, and the shoes that made me feel grown-up. I remember my first pair of “high” heel shoes. They were Candies, the classic wood-platform slides, way back before Candies became a fashion powerhouse. It was Easter of 1981, the spring after I turned sixteen, and in our house, new shoes only came twice a year: Easter and...
Vicky Edwards is a writer, storyteller, and lifelong observer of life’s everyday messes. She blogs about memories, grandkids, life, and all the weird little moments in between—some of it’s true(ish), some of it’s not, but it’s all accompanied by a tear or a smile. She’s written for The DeQueen Dispatch, contributed to national history projects, and served as an editorial assistant for The Lindenwood Review.