Just for fun
Evie, “Does George really have to go?” Me to Evie, “Honey, we’ve talked about this. Yes. George was a wonderful Christmas tree. We’re grateful for his service and hope he {and his surprise nest of little spiders} enjoyed the novelty of living indoors. Now he’s a kindling and a fire hazard. It’s time for him…
Warm, in bed, just waking up… the kind of wake up that’s happy and not rushed. From downstairs I hear Evie, “Ahhhhhhh… No! Not again! Nooooooo!” Zero to tangled up in the sheets, tripping out of bed, looking for pants… clean pants, dirty pants, any pants to get downstairs…. forget the pants. I don’t need pants. …
This is how I know I am different than normal people. We’ve been having a great time… really nice. It’s New England. It’s fall. It’s stability and schedule. Come on Universe… throw me a bone… There hasn’t been a disaster, emergency, catastrophe or even a fiasco in ages. How do people live like this?! The…
Per Mom, the following updates are mandatorily added BEFORE you read the following. Be advised, “It was the 80s, not, repeat not, the 70s!” ======================================== Each year around my Dad’s birthday, we do a family overnight in Bar Harbor to “visit Bill”. It’s our way of celebrating Dad’s life and legacy, reliving good memories and…
Sitting in the car, heading into town the other day, out of the blue Mom says to me, “You can use me as your foil… if you want to.” Having not personally visited the 1920s, it took me a minute to figure out what ‘foil’ meant in that context. Me to Mom {very serious}, “First,…
