Part II of my pony experience as a child.
Tis the season to be … worried. I spent this holiday season in complete knots over an opportunity — a marvelous one I had willingly sought. This opportunity offered me a challenging project to temporarily fill long winter hours, in addition to another wonderful job I already have. So how did I meet the call […]
My new bike was nice, but not as nice as friend’s pony.
As I write this the tree it twinkling, the cookies are soon to be baking, and I am slowly freaking out as I make a list and check it twice
We are in the thick of the wonderful season that is Christmas at our home. The cookies, the caroling, the snow and the glow. During this season of twinkle lights and time flying by at the speed of Santa’s sleigh, unearthing the Christmas decorations feels like opening a time capsule. Out of the depths of […]
Victory red, jet black leather interior, spoiler, sunroof and looked almost as sharp as the day it rolled of the showroom floor and into Mr. Wonderful’s waiting arms five years ago. That’s 900, 1500, er, a whole bunch of days. I’m not good at math but let’s say “a while.” In all that time the […]
Someone shanghaied my gravy boats. In the wee hours of Thanksgiving morn there must have been a wee gravy mutiny, because I realized I couldn’t find a single one. I had a very small crisis (on league with a hang nail). Ladles (I have six) are for savages. I need my gravy boats. Frankly, I […]
I think that some of life’s best moments happen underground. So many of us have fond memories of memorable moments spent in the church basement. The celebration of birth, life, death (or just the feeling of death by committee) and democracy carried out in an environment redolent of a pleasant mustiness and Pine-Sol© mixed with […]
Over the river and through the wood to Grandmother’s house we go! It’s a refrain as old as the hills — or at least as old as the holidays. What is far less worthy of sing-along, but just as common, is the well roasted chestnut of holiday discord: where — and with whom — to […]
Coming together is a beginning. Keeping together is progress. Working together is success. — Henry Ford There is a certain beauty in a Midwestern autumn afternoon. The light is golden and the air is brisk, but not yet bitter. We cherish those days. This is not one of them. This day is leaden. The air […]