Posts in category "Family"

Welcome to our Surf Shack

Welcome to our Surf Shack
I have a confession to make:  I am going back to Florida.  Two thirds of my family will be joining me in this excursion; Matt, Jackson and Justine cannot join us.  My pouting has subsided.  There will be other years. Our little corner of the South was purchased after a few rough hotel stays in... Read more »

#donnaday Join me.

#donnaday  Join me.
What is every parent’s worst notion? You know. Sick kid. Cancer kid. Dying kid. What a sacred duty to travel life with an ill child, making choices for them, preserving  your sanity and strength so you can export them to your little one. What can we do to help? Listen. There are story tellers with... Read more »

Touch and Go

Touch and Go
In his crazy-eights youth, Steve would toss off his marital status as “separated- Janet’s in the suburbs, and I am in Chicago.”  Ha Ha. Fast forward 30 odd years, and that joke becomes our truth. Except that he is in Pompano Beach, and I am in Chicago. With strategic blending. This is a blending week,... Read more »
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Mad Props for Mommy Bloggers

Mad Props for Mommy Bloggers
I have embarked on a bit of an adventure: Steve has moved South for a few months as is his winter habit. He is now a Snowbird. I stay up North and watch the dogs.  This provides a few degrees of separation and solitude to a marriage that is 24/7, since Steve works at home.... Read more »

Back to Reality

OK. What the hell happened to the holidays? What the hell happened to me during the holidays? There was only a twenty- six day window for merriment after we carved the turkey, and I allowed it to evaporate. That is not like me. Steve’s dad was in residence for an extended stay: November 26-December 28.... Read more »

The Ghosts of Christmas...

The Ghosts of Christmas...
Maybe I love Christmas because I hated school as a child, and two weeks without homework or peer pressure was heaven. Maybe I love Christmas because Mom loosened her “no TV” rules to allow us to watch Andy Williams, Perry Como and the Mormon Tabernacle Choir TV Specials. Maybe I love it because my Mom... Read more »
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It's On

It's On
The Season is officially here- mine is called Christmas, though I accept it as an antidote to winter rather than a bone fide birthday celebration for Jesus.  The pagans had a good thing going- launching a Winterfest when their pantries were going to sustain them, the days were short and the nights cold.  They could... Read more »

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 »
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'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 »