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Woolly Pulleys and giving back

I’m usually cold in the winter. I am always bundled up with a good pair of hand knitted socks, a nice sweater and a rice bag. Oh yeah, don’t forget Mason, the ever faithful source of heat/Boston Terrier. But I must admit that it took a little convincing to get me to knit woolie pulleys. [...]

H.O. End of day 1.

“Happily Oblivious” is going along well. At least I’m having a good time. I spent the day carding and spinning and watching the game. They lost so I took a nap.

The kitchen is getting pretty awful but there are still some dishes that are clean. The living room is almost in-passable. I’ve spread [...]

Happily Oblivious

I must admit that the events of this summer had caught up with me. My son is temporarily living here again…we had to get him out of the gang neighborhood before he got killed…and it’s amazing how quickly you forget what it’s like to live with a self-centered slob.

Pacing and out of sorts, unable to [...]

Worry is Wasteful

The music artist Jewel says this in a song, “Not to worry ’cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these”. She must have penned that lyric before she had children.

I’ve blogged about my son in the past. I won’t go into details here. Suffice it to say, I’m worried. I have the mother’s [...]

Blisters and Calluses

I’ve never been one to shy away from hard work. I can remember my parents coming home from work (2nd shift nurses) to find me scrubbing the ceiling in the kitchen. I was probably 14. Or taking a toothbrush to the bathroom tile. There is just something about the satisfaction I get from a job [...]

Father's Day Homage

My father, Michael, died when I was 28. He was a very hard-working dad who always had time to listen or joke around with us, when he wasn’t catching a nap. It’s been almost 20 years since his death. My sisters and I maintain a tradition that we call “Dad Lunch”.

Dad loved to get together [...]

Just say "No!" to your children

Why do parents have such a hard time with this word? Here I am with kids 25 and 23 and I’m still trying to learn how to say this simple word. I can say it to friends and acquaintances. Why not my grown-up kids? I feel like Arthur Fonzarelli, The Fonz, who couldn’t say the [...]

Memorial Day, Every Day

During the holiday season, we’ve felt the special glow that extends outward from all of us.  Some ask, “why don’t we act like it’s Christmas every day?”

I don’t personally know any fallen heroes. I have a handful of family members that have served or are serving in various branches of our mighty military. I am [...]

Parental Pride 2

My son is having a growth spurt! I’ve been measuring these for 23 years now. I wish I had at least a picture of the closet door edge that we marked his height on through the years. He’s probably 6′1″ or so. A tall handsome man. Sparkling blue eyes.

This growth spurt isn’t about height. It’s [...]

Grandma's Lilacs

I dozed in my chair today. Saturday afternoon naps are such a luxury. The window was open a little, and I awoke to the memory-jogging sweetness of lilacs.

My Dad’s parents owned a farm. Grandma Mary and Grandpa Iggy. She was Italian and he was Polish. That in itself made things interesting, and for some incredible [...]