View from the North 40: Things my husband says ...

“Gawd, I’m [blanking] awesome!” my husband said after helping me in the kitchen.

I had just made a big pot of stew and was in the middle of kneading dough for a batch of homemade Middle Eastern flatbread to go with it, but thank gawd(!) he was eager save the day with his innate cooking prowess.

He poured olive oil into a bowl until I said when.

Surely the meal would’ve been a complete loss without this awesomeness.

In almost every photo I’ve seen of John from his youth, he’s either making a comical face or talking, or both — and this pretty much describes him as an adult, too.

(In the interest...