Famines, Feasts and Locusts

Inspirational Ink: Insight for a Woman’s Life by Tammi Ector Fisse Now that I’m stepmom to three huge, perpetually famished boys, I have an idea what it’s like to have a plague of locusts swarm through feasting on everything in sight. Grocery day usually results in a feeding frenzy that leaves me feeling like Old Mother Hubbard. I’m astounded that a couple hundred dollars and a few hours later, if not bare, our cupboards are seriously depleted. Please log in to view content...