My hope for this Thanksgiving: Americans become like the food the holiday represents. I’m pretty sure at most Thanksgiving meals, there are dishes people like and dishes people don’t like, yet all the food is welcome at the table. Nobody would dare put up a...
And that’s the way it was fourteen years ago. A two-year-old was in a face-off with the Easter Bunny, unsure of this tall furry creature in the park. Dozens of chubby-legged preschoolers dragged their brimming baskets from egg to egg, delighting in every...
On Thanksgiving Eve, I was trying to do too many things. My blog needed updating. I needed breakfast and a lot of coffee. I had been up since 5:05 AM to take my son swimming and swim myself. All the while I’m doing these things, I’m stressing out...
Let’s sit down for a second to talk turkey wine. I’ve got my “wine glasses” or “rosé glasses” to set the mood. As happy as I look in my new shades, you might doubt my depth of knowledge on the subject. I do know enough to be dangerous. I...
For the past few years I’ve written something about Veteran’s Day, a holiday admittedly, I never thought about properly until my dad passed. It’s funny how you don’t know what absorbed into your being all your life until someone important in your life is...
My older son was excited to finish his English essay. What?!? Usually he complains but not this day. His class read “Frankenstein” written by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley in 1818, in the spirit of Halloween. The assignment: Write a story written...
