My daughter Sarah and her longtime partner Dusty are pregnant (well, technically Sarah is pregnant - but you get the point). We found out last week that she is having a boy. Sarah and Dusty long ago settled on names - Olivia Helene for a girl and Lennon Daniel for a boy - so Lennon [...]
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Taking Betty White’s name in vain…
In an effort to build strong relationships and to reinforce lessons on leadership in my Disaster Response class, I do a series of "tag" sessions where each student answers a simple question that tells the class something about who they are, how they see themself or what they believe. After a student answers a question they call [...]
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye…
I noticed this morning that the farewell song the children sang in The Sound of Music was stuck in my mind and I was outwardly humming it in a happy, sing-song way. There is my subconscious at work...doing a mental wrap on the events of 2011 and pleasantly bidding it adieu. Not that 2011 was a [...]
Gentle nudging…
I learned BIG news last weekend, but I was told to sit on it. I was not allowed to tell a bunch of other folks, I was not allowed to post it on Facebook and I was told quite clearly that I was not to write about it in my blog. So I sat on it...somewhat. I had to [...]
Evolution is good…
My daughter Sarah turned 30 on June 16th. There was a party to celebrate her birthday and I made a memory album that her guests could look at and sign. It took all I had to get that album done. First I got lost in reminiscing and then it was a matter of finding the [...]
There are no rewinds…
Today my oldest child turned 30. Tomorrow we will have a party to celebrate those 30 years. I decided somewhat at the last hour (as in about an actual hour ago) that it would be nice to have a memory scrapbook for the party. So that means in addition to gathering all the proper scrapbooking [...]
Role modeling how to embarrass your children…
I think sometimes I embarrass my children. Alright, alright - I know that sometimes I embarrass my children. It becomes apparent when they say loudly in public, "Mother - stop - you are embarrassing me!" It isn't intentional (well...it isn't always intentional)...most days my children are embarrassed just because of the things I say and [...]
THE NEW FORTY 