Focus on Simple Pleasures
Going to the supermarket without a specific plan is a dangerous game. Things like this happen… “First of the Season!” That’s what the sign said. Who could resist? It was impossible. Reading parts of Thoreau’s Walden today (a longtime favorite), I got to thinking that he really got it right – simplicity is the way…
My Crush
Every now and then the Fab Hub suggests that I write a post about how awesome he is. I honestly don’t know if he’s totally serious or kidding because he thinks I won’t actually do it. Sometimes, though, an opportunity presents itself and you just gotta take it. The Fab Hub is indeed awesome for…
Springtime Promises
Fab Hub and Kidzilla discovered a new tenant on our street when we returned from church on Sunday afternoon…
A Standing Date
On the night they met, my Grandmother told my Grandfather that he was crazy. I’m pretty sure she told him that many more times over the course of their life together, but that night was the first – at least that’s how I remember the story. My Grandparents were practically babies when they met – 14…
Sunday Dinner
I cried over my dinner tonight. It wasn’t that it was horrible. In fact, it was quite good. Roast beef cooked all day in the slow cooker until it fell apart with just a touch of the fork. Fluffy mashed potatoes with real butter and real milk whipped up just so with the electric mixer.…
The Light in Our Lives
Sunday was the second Sunday of Advent. It also happened to be the second night of Hanukkah. Ours is a two-faith home; Fab Hub/Dad is Jewish and Zilla and I are Catholic. At first glance, this is quite a disparity. But not as much as you would think.
The Answer is No
I’m trying to decide if I am sad or not. Lately, Kidzilla has been asking for a little brother or sister.
Put On Your Thanksgiving Pants!
There’s no way around it. No matter who you are, what you eat for Thanksgiving dinner, where you go or whom you spend it with, Thanksgiving is all about food. You don’t even have to like the holiday, but eventually, everybody’s gotta eat.
Friday Favorites (on Saturday)
I love Friday nights. There is something about the start of a few days with no commitments, no obligations, and only the possibility of filling it with whatever you choose to do or not do, as the case may be. Somehow Friday was the longest day ever. Usually, the day flies by pretty fast for me,…