For the past five years or so, I have created a family calendar each year and distributed it en masse to the family each Christmas. I do our family calendar on Vistaprint.com - far and away my favorite printing site. The calendar is filled with family photos from the past year. It isn't as if the family calendar has ever [...]
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The ashes…
Today is the two year anniversary of the Galleria Fire. It is a date that is burned in my memory and my family's history. My two sons, Noah and Cory, and their roommate, Alex, lost everything they owned, their pets, and their naivete about fire's relentless nature. It was a difficult experience and the loss was great. But I would [...]
Mama knows best.
When I moved to North Dakota in 1997, my two oldest children were teenagers in high school. They were not fond of the idea that they were moving from Orange County, California to Kindred, North Dakota. When we arrived in small town North Dakota and settled in on the corner of Elm Street they captured their [...]
Elementary, my dear Watson…
Yesterday, I solved the mystery of Noah's Canadian hive attack. All the pieces just came together in a moment of clarity (after daydreaming no less - how apropos). The final piece of the puzzle was right in front of my face for the last few days, but it took some nausea and imbalance for it all [...]
Being a good citizen…
I try to always be a good citizen. I do not always succeed at the level I might hope, but as I said - I always try. On the plane flight from Detroit to Minneapolis yesterday I was a good citizen. Wait - I should qualify that by saying, in my estimation I was a [...]
How glamma rolls…
Our time in Canada wound to an end today. We had a few days with the kids instead of the eight we anticipated, but we are happy we had that (there have been times during this adventure that we had our doubts about fulfilling that primary mission). It is always difficult to leave them – [...]
Cross your fingers…
Things appear to be looking up for Oprah and Gayle. I daresay we are moving from the misadventure to the adventure portion of our trip (cross your fingers, knock on wood, throw salt over your shoulder, etc.). I am happy it is coming in time to allow us at least some time with Noah Jr. [...]
THE NEW FORTY 