This chair belonged to my grandfather.
Things probably got awkward fast
The story of Abraham and Isaac from Genesis 22, where Abraham nearly sacrificed Isaac but was stopped at the last moment, is an powerful story of faith. However. . .
Overreacting Avians
We have a couple of parakeets (I can only assume we thought our house needed a few more funky odors)...
The Human Alarm Clock
Modern alarm clocks and apps usually have a setting which allows them to become progressively louder or more obnoxious as the minutes tick away. I realized this morning that I have become this for my family, as my tone and language escalates . . .
Whatever decks your halls, I guess
Let's talk about "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus". The whole scenario has always seemed a bit…off, to me. I, of course, understand the twist. But, why is he in a Santa suit if the kids are in bed? Does he work as a department store Santa and just got home? Or did we pop … Continue reading Whatever decks your halls, I guess
Mortification, Phase 2
Three years ago, we took the family to my company's picnic at Huber’s, a family farm about 45 minutes from our home. At the time, I shared my mortification at the fact that we had left Sam's shoes at home. I have photos of him traipsing through the pumpkin patch, barefoot without a care in … Continue reading Mortification, Phase 2
But What About the Waves?
In which a poor facsimile of Hemingway-an dialogue is used to describe a common family vacation scene.
Aside – Road Trip 2018
I listened to a Hemingway book during our drive down to Florida, so tonight's post, which is meant to relate a fairly common parental culinary struggle, is written (in a very poor imitation) in his honor. The waves were tall and dark green. There was much foam. The flag flying above the distant estación de … Continue reading Aside – Road Trip 2018
Author’s Aside //3 – Horses
It's Kentucky Derby time, and here in my hometown of Lousiville, KY, the excitement is palpable! Which, for me, means I am getting ready to put on some old running shoes so I can spend the day pulling weeds in my yard only to use them to cover up bald dirt spots, with the full knowledge … Continue reading Author’s Aside //3 – Horses
Author’s Aside //2 – Sizes
Note: After inventing the concept of "Aside" last week (again, I have very few superhuman abilities, but (taking credit for) the invention of literary concepts is one of them), and applying it to my blogging efforts, I offer another today. It's short. In fact, this intro is longer. But, as before, I do this to keep … Continue reading Author’s Aside //2 – Sizes
Author’s Aside //1 – “Traveling”
This is the part of the (blogging) program where I start to wonder if using this format to practice and purvey "fiction" was a wise choice because fiction is so darn difficult. Who knew?! So, while I work up (read: "draft and then cry in despair over while eating a large Peanut Butter Cookie Dough … Continue reading Author’s Aside //1 – “Traveling”
Holidays
Depending on your religious affiliation or celebration preferences, I wanted to wish you all a Happy . . . "National Candy-for-Breakfast" Day! or "Dental-Professional-Boat-Down-Payment" Day! or "I can't go to school, I feel horrible!" Day! or "The skeleton and half-rotted pumpkin sitting on my porch look a bit beyond creepy now" Day! or "Can I listen to Christmas … Continue reading Holidays
The Cabinet (aka: 40by40 Admission of Failure)
I didn’t make the 40 posts by my 40th birthday, a fact which surprises no one and for which many are rejoicing. I did, however, write one further (insufferably long and possibly rambling) post before I ride off into the sunset to shop for a recliner with plenty of lower back support and to find a … Continue reading The Cabinet (aka: 40by40 Admission of Failure)
Making “Memories”
I thought it might be fun this morning to get up and make a homemade breakfast for the kids (because, as documented before, my kids love breakfast foods). I remember my mom and grandmothers making breakfast, the smell of bacon and biscuits filling the house. In my memory, I see them in their serene, cool, … Continue reading Making “Memories”
