Dear Dad and Mom, Happy Anniversary! I hope you get to enjoy the day doing something special, and that it involves eating something sweet. Thanks for being a good example to all of us, by sticking together, and for sticking it out. I’m sure there are/were times you both wanted to strangle each other (or… Read More Dear Dad and Mom,
I’ve been thinking a lot about this for months. Months. I’ve wondered what is the best platform to share my story. I’ve debated, but I think it could be more effective and probably better expressed here. At least edited. A few years ago, the boys were in Catholic school. I do miss many things about… Read More TBT
Don’t count your chickens before they hatch. Words to live by this year. I re-read my last post, a Christmas in August letter. Guess what? We actually did get out some Christmas letters this year. I know, A.M.A.Z.I.N.G. Since August, our future trajectories have definitely changed, again. I’m trying to attribute it to Providence. (That… Read More Yes, I’m still here in ’16.
I had every intention of getting a Christmas letter out this past year, but didn’t. I think I’ve actually hoped to compose one for the past several years, and never got around to it. So this July I thought a few times about writing a “Christmas in July” letter, but then July ended sooner than… Read More Christmas in July….er…August
So, it’s 12:56 am and I’m laying awake in a semi-ok HoJo on my first trip south of the Mason-Dixon Line after two days of driving. About twenty minutes before pulling into town, Greta gets a wad of gum matted into her hair right above her forehead and is wailing about it. Andy has decided… Read More Couldn’t ask for more
Enjoying a new color
Today was the first full day of the year we have had ZERO snow in any of the yard. I haven’t seen certain corners of the ground since last fall. There are still some mounds of snow lurking throughout the neighborhood but out yard is finally 100% clear. It’s about time, I say. Greta is… Read More Tigger