I requested a book from the library for a project I'm working on. This is how old it is. For anyone reading this who was born after CDs were invented (It occurs to me that you could be old enough to read this and not be entirely sure what a CD is. Oh dear.), that is… Continue reading Ye Olde Booke
We had a really lovely Thanksgiving. It feels a little wrong to have had such a nice time on the first year that Mom wasn't with us, but there it is. I think maybe it's that our Thanksgiving tradition in the past few years has been fluid. There wasn't a particular chair to be empty, or… Continue reading Here Come the Holidays
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of chicken nuggets, it was the age of homemade hash, it was the epoch of joy, it was the epoch of cruelty - in short, it was being four years old. These two pictures were taken just over 24… Continue reading A Tale of Two Meals
It's a good day. I went on my twice-yearly pilgrimage to Cleveland (on the first day they had snow - yay?) to see a doctor. He watches me for markers in my blood tests that might indicate a return of thyroid cancer. I'm delighted to report that those levels were undetectable, and he was happy with all the… Continue reading Woo hoo!
I know small town life is not for everyone. My boss, for instance, has lived just outside Boston his entire life. I like to tell him things like, "I'm usually home from the preschool pickup run by then, but there was a cow on the road, and some of us stopped to herd it back… Continue reading Good Livin’