We are having a night of fun, food, family, friends and games at home tonight. The girls are here with some friends and we had Erin’s birthday dinner that she was too sick to enjoy on the 23rd. Earlier today I decided that is was time to do a little housekeeping – get rid of 2012’s dirt so that there is room for the new that 2013 will surely bring. When things were clean, we were all hungry but didn’t…
Today is my 51st birthday. I didn’t have any big plans, but the ones I did have did not involve being sick. Last night, I began to feel “not right.” By ten o’clock or so I was running a fever. By 12:37 am this morning, the actual time of my birth, I was running a measurable temperature of 102. I was curled up on the couch wrapped in my purple peace sign covered Snuggie that Weber gave me for Christmas…
Just as quickly as it came, Christmas is now over. I received an email advertisement today telling me that it is not too early to start preparing for Christmas 2013. Seriously? Has our society become so obsessed with disposable items that once the gifts are unwrapped and the calendar page turned to December 26 the day is gone? I feel sorry for those for whom this is the case. For us, the memories will live on allowing us to keep…
Merry Christmas from our family to yours! Brooke, Edgar, Mike, Weber Jason, Erin and Kris
Twas the night before Christmas,when all through the housenot a creature was stirring,not even a mouse . . . “That’s what they think!” Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
Twenty years ago on this day, I had thirty-some staples in my abdomen, a horrific spinal headache and a brand new baby girl. Today we celebrated Erin’s twentieth birthday – and the fact that I have successfully raised all of my offspring through the teenage years. (This post is tagged with teenagers. I guess it will be the last time I use it for a good long while.)Erin is one for establishing and maintaining traditions. Unfortunately, at least one of her traditions…
Twenty three years ago on this day I had thirty-some staples in my abdomen, a horrific spinal headache, and a brand new baby girl. Today we celebrated Brooke’s 23rd birthday. As is the case with most everything involving Brooke, how she chose to spend her birthday was somewhat atypical. The day began by her making a batch of molasses cookies – not for herself, but for the rest of us. I learned that the last thing that a pastry chef…
As I sit down to write this, I realize that there are no words powerful enough to describe the magnitude of grief that the families of those who lost loved ones in Newtown, Connecticut last Friday or those of us watching the continual news coverage are feeling. I have listened throughout the weekend as journalists have tried to find appropriate words as they speak to family and friends who are preparing to bury their sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews,…
Just to state the obvious, photography is my new passion. I am definitely an amateur, but I dream about getting better. I dream about what it would be like to be really good at taking pictures. I dream about what the life of a professional photographer might be like – the people you’d meet, the beautiful scenery you’d visit, the gift of looking at every day with new eyes. I will never be a professional. I will keep studying and…
The Cat Is Out Of The Bag “Do I look like I care that you are not supposed to peek in shopping bags during this time of year?”