It is Christmas morning and I am sipping tea at a dining room table that is still dressed for last night's dinner. My bandaged left finger throbs a little from another slice, and two of the Christmas presents I ordered remain lost in some Amazonian Galaxy far, far away. My Christmas cobbler did not impress, [...]
I’m pretty sure I know exactly how Balthazar's mother felt when he packed up his frankincense and headed west for the holidays. She probably watched him mosey off with his over-packed camel and wished hard on the star he followed, for good weather, kind strangers and swift passage home. In the more than 2,000 years [...]
I took a slower than I intended jog yesterday and thought about how much we have to celebrate in this great country of ours. The air felt perfectly warm and the luxurious post-surprise-homemade-banana-pancakes-with-fresh-strawberries timing of my run made me grateful for the season that produced the berries, the holiday that allowed me to savor the [...]
This weekend, we ate smiley faced pancakes with fresh blueberries, raspberries and chocolate chips. We played pickup baseball, Hedbanz and a loose-ruled version of Family Feud. We took long, slow walks down old country roads. We watched a mother robin feed her baby birds. We sat around a crackling camp fire and listened to frogs [...]
Our favorite leprechaun greeted me with a pot of gold yesterday when I dropped by her house for a wee bit o' blarney. "Have some chocolate," she said. "I buy it from the Boy Scouts." Then she held up a basket full of giant candy bars, wrapped in gold. Connie the Cookie Lady celebrates every [...]
