Archive for November 2013

My Christmas Treasure

My Christmas Treasure
Part of becoming an adult is detaching from the family of origin, in order to create your own pod.  This is not a severance, it is a re-creation. It is easier said than done, especially during the holiday season. I had a terrible time being absent from my Detroit family’s Christmas.  It was Mom’s magical... Read more »

Part 2: Christmas Memory Book: A Gallery

This Bad poem got me started.
So….here are some captures of my Christmas Story.  The books I made last year were my favorite gifts to give my kids- so much better than sweaters. I hope some people will be inspired to copy my little “project” for their gift giving, or to annex to their own holiday celebrations.  I’m sure there are... Read more »

'Tis my season

'Tis my season
A proclamation:  I am going to try to downsize my Christmas this year to the “only slightly mad” level. The reason(s): 1.  My father-in-law Roger Dahl will be spending the holiday season with us, and I do not want to scar him with my madness. 2.  The Patrick Dahl family will be moving here after... Read more »
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Steve and Garry, Scumbag worm meat ….idiots.

Steve and Garry, Scumbag worm meat ….idiots.
Tonight Steve and Garry are being inducted into the Radio Hall of Fame at the Museum of Broadcast Communications.  It is a nice coda to a partnership that dared to do the unspeakable: talk on the FM band. Make people laugh. Push every boundary of civility. It is almost impossible to remember the reverence with... Read more »

And Jackson makes three….

There is a special resonance to the moment when your baby becomes a parent. I have been in the afterglow of that since October 24th.  Matthew and Justine’s little boy, Jackson, popped in a week early and ready to change all our lives forever. He was tiny: 6-10, 18.5 inches, and beautiful.  Hair: blondish. Eyes:... Read more »