I asked my mother last night if she had ever used a gas station bathroom and she looked at me aghast. "Absolutely not," she said. "Do you know me?" I do. And, I may have been baiting her because my mom also has never pumped her own gas. In fact, I have only ever seen [...]
I have Jumped Around on multiple occasions at Camp Randall, including football games and graduations. But, one of my favorite Jump Arounds to date happened Saturday afternoon on Pondview Court in Appleton. Led by my mother, we joined her neighborhood in a celebration of all that is great and virus-proof in Wisconsin. Laughter, for example, [...]
What do you get when you combine music and love in the land of a thousand beautiful sunsets? If you're lucky, somewhat persuasive and not running too late, you get Joined at the Hip and a nice glass of chardonnay. That's what happened to me, anyway, as I took a victory lap around St. Armand's [...]
We celebrated my mom's birthday yesterday at the happiest place on earth. Our combined age of 136 made us a somewhat unlikely pair as we trotted from ride to ride, but my mom loves Disney more than anyone I know, so we had a pretty perfect day. Times passes quickly at Disney World and it [...]
More than almost anything else, my mother loathes butter. Her standard breakfast order -- dry toast, crisp bacon, eggs scrambled hard -- is a mandate not a request. Should butter appear on her plate, she will lose her appetite for the entire meal and the offending restaurant will face her non-negotiable butter boycott. So, when [...]
