Happy New Year. The future has arrived. Possibly possessed by sun flares and perihelion – as Earth neared its closest distance from our sun – I decided to ring in the new year in wild fashion. The boys and I headed to Yosemite with their girlfriend Minnie’s family.
“You are completely insane,” Jon informed me as he kissed us goodbye. “God speed to you all.” Continue reading
My email address hasn’t changed in seven years (and that was only because I got married and changed my name). During that same time period, there were three physical residences.
It’s hard to keep track of people’s addresses these days. Maybe because snail mail has become a relic to the point where our (now 4.5-year-old) Search and Destroy think the “mailman” drives the UPS truck. (Tangent: Happy Holidays. Love, Amazon) Continue reading
‘Tis the season. And so the muppets explained the story of the Fat Man to me. Continue reading
Friday was the Gingerbread Party at the boys’ preschool.
Search and Destroy were thrilled with their creations. With good reason – the resulting houses are adorable! Continue reading
“I’m not going to cry, but I don’t want to smile.”
Gramma J is a big fan of educational activities.
So, as the mercury rose above 90 on Thanksgiving Day, Gramma pulled out the Preschooler’s Busy Book.
I was just finishing up a project after spending the wee hours of the morning driving down to Gramma and Papa’s house. I signed off, “Without further ado…”
“Don’t you mean adieu?” inquired Gramma J.
Did I? Ah, mother. “When you depart from me sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.” (Apparently from Shakespeare’s “Much Adieu About Nothing.”) Perhaps this called for a song to appropriately end a conversation of such foolish or unnecessary talk. “So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu. Ado, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yooo…”