Every year my mom sends us kids and her grandkids this Halloween poem she made up when I as just a kid (so around 40+ years this poem has been around). I remember we had an assignment in third grade t...Read More
I saw eggnog at the grocery store the other day. It made me think fondly (as always) of Ken. He was the first person I ever knew who actually bought it and drank it every year. He mostly used it to sw...Read More
Fact: It’s impossible to be in a bad mood while decorating a sparkly, pink Christmas tree. [There is a magical quality about this tree that attracts Chow Chows beneath its shimmering boughs. Qua...Read More
[Her majesty is in the hizzy!] When I took Kallie for a walk last evening, the streets of the neighborhood seemed electrified–abuzz with pre-Thanksgiving activity before the city lies down to be...Read More
Within my families June is a busy birthday month. Yet I constantly forget it also contains mine until someone reminds me. Not as surprising, the same thing happened last year–as my birthday will...Read More
Ken always scoffed at the idea of Valentine’s Day. A Hallmark Holiday, he’d call it. But the truth is, he just didn’t believe it should be relegated to one day a year. He was always ...Read More
(My parents living room looks like a Christmas card, right?) I woke up early this morning–and breathed a sigh of relief. The emotional gauntlet of my first Christmas without Ken was over! I neve...Read More
As much as my brain is so wanting to get into the Christmas spirit and feel all the wonder the season implies, my heart…just isn’t. I have been working my ass off to continue with traditions t...Read More