Category Archives: Grandmother
Hear Ye, Hear Ye?
When our kids were younger, we used to watch nighttime TV all huddled together in our bed. We did this because my sister-in-law, her husband and their 6 children, lived upstairs and our living room was below the kid’s bedroom. … Continue reading
It’s the Week Before Christmas…
And all through our home…the boys, oh, the boys…how they run, how they roam! Our family is unique in many ways. One of those ways is that both my husband and our son own UPS Stores. My husband’s is in … Continue reading
Do You Hear What I Hear?
I don’t really understand technology. I admit it. I can find my way around my laptop. I can order things on Amazon, much to my husband’s dismay. I can play a few games on my phone. And, being a teacher … Continue reading
It’s Puzzling…
Last week I talked about the days that try women’s souls. This week, as you already know, those days are still here and it’s puzzling in more ways than one. These are the things I’ve found puzzling this week. They are … Continue reading
Plans Change
Easter was different this year. Our normal family gathering of 25, not including invited friends, was down to 3. It was quiet. It was peaceful. And, though I missed the rest of my people, it was nice. I even dressed … Continue reading
I Eat Chia Seeds And I Know Things…
Well, I know “some” things. I know things about chia seeds and, because I love it so much, I know things about my family. But first, chia seeds… I confess, it took me a very long time to eat chia … Continue reading
Curling Night Anyone?
“Well, there is one good thing about a national crisis (whether it be a blizzard, a hurricane, or a pandemic) it levels the playing field for everyone. We’re all in the same boat.” These wise words were spoken by my … Continue reading
Stories of a Little Man
It was a very early morning, 5:00 a.m., and I went across the street to our daughter’s house to watch the supposedly sleeping children while she drove her husband to the airport for a business trip. I was about halfway … Continue reading
The Best Part of Waking Up May Not Be In Your Cup
When we first moved to Florida in 1998, I found myself missing ‘home’. My brother had moved to Washington state years before, but this was the first time that I had lived more than 20 minutes away from my sisters … Continue reading