I didn't make the homemade cinnamon rolls like I did last Christmas. This year I banged open a can instead and, honestly, I think the boys enjoyed them almost as much. It was a fair compromise and followed our simple ham dinner from the eve before perfectly. We were all relaxed and able to enjoy … Continue reading Christmas (being) present
Category: holidays
It’s the most wonderful time of the year…
This is my last day of work until New Year’s Eve, a fact which I’m kind of excited about. When you factor in that I’ll be away with a couple of my best girlfriends exploring bourbon a new city, I get almost a little giddy. Good times are ahead and I’m ready for them! Last … Continue reading It’s the most wonderful time of the year…
How Asheville became Nashville
If you said "by adding an N," you'd be on the right track. An N as is No way, Not possible, Never happening and Not since you bought that wine bar. You see, the girls and I decided months ago that a road trip between Christmas and New Year's Eve to Asheville seemed like the … Continue reading How Asheville became Nashville
My plate is full
Thanksgiving has once again come and gone leaving behind a turkey carcass and the promise of homemade soup. The boys were with their dad and his large family on Thursday. I sent them off with a loaf of freshly baked bread, content to spend the morning tramping around the golf course with Jeter gathering bittersweet … Continue reading My plate is full
A rock star Halloween
I should start by admitting that the same dark green velvet dress has been the base of my Halloween costume for three consecutive years. Do not underestimate my ability to be creative when it comes to working a pretty gown into the plan! Last night I covered the top of the dress with a lace … Continue reading A rock star Halloween
Fathers – the ones we have and the ones we don’t
I went to mass the other day. It was in my hometown in the same church where I made my first communion, attended catechism classes and impatiently sat through midnight mass on Christmas Eve eager to only get home and open a single gift, as was our custom. I was there to accompany one of … Continue reading Fathers – the ones we have and the ones we don’t
Sometimes Mother’s Day stinks
...and I'm not talking about like a bouquet of flowers, either. No, I'm talking about good old-fashioned perspiration. You see, I began my Mother's Day by participating in Fleet Feet's 10K Classic. The race began (and ended) at Bethlehem Central HS* and the route was fairly rural and mostly flat. It was a small field … Continue reading Sometimes Mother’s Day stinks
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