We welcome 2025 with two of our favorites on this one, blow out our mics from laughing so hard, talk grandma names, roundabouts, and why being left-handed better prepares you for the world.

This is part 1 of 2. We couldn't say goodbye.

Private dinner date musings with Jack and Carrie. We discuss our failure to launch a Bavarian dessert, the evolution of the Amish "light," and the wonders of soda. We also delve into, briefly, the first holiday struggles after beginning the empty nest stage of our lives.

We talk to an OG empty nester from the Great White North - Bonnie E.! We learn about redneck Christmas and fun with phone call karaoke. Have a safe and happy new year! Thank you for joining us for One Conversation in 2024.

Reconnecting with fellow empty nester, Christy (and Kent) over what we're doing, what our kids are doing, and what it's like to have them back for the holiday break. We sprinkled in a few stories about how grown-ups suck. This one ends with a little heart moment.

We open the holiday season with our guest Misty, who has been suffering through Jack's questions for years! Spoiled dogs, bird watching, and another realization about how weird Carrie is (week 3 battling the head cold so she's off her game) sums up this dinner conversation.

Sit down with someone who understands what snow really is!! Welcome Heather, our friend from Canada. Oh yea, we went international. Get some dirty turkey tips, plan a rebranding for the Canadian police, and giggle through the circle of trust. Excuse the end credits, I'm too tired to crank up the volume :)

We decided to make any new content this week since everyone came home to the dinner table. Enjoy just us chatting it up after a guest needed to reschedule back in the beginning of November.

Reconnecting with and introducing Jack to a friend who has made a fine art of straddling the Mason-Dixon Line. Welcome Jess Rinker, published children's author, self-proclaimed nerd, and fellow empty nester to dinner.

One of our "oldest" friends comes to dinner! We discuss all the dailies that make me realize I'm getting old, we relive parenting the teenage years, and pose the question every parent has asked, "Where are all the spoons?"

The oldest and last kiddo to join (who we get next!) one-conversation at dinner arrives. We take a trip down Halloween lane, get dewormed, and decide how to handle mass hysteria.