In which Aarick does not believe in karma
While I waited in an endless line, Aarick finished his purchases and left the store to load them into our vehicle. He was stopped on his way out.
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While I waited in an endless line, Aarick finished his purchases and left the store to load them into our vehicle. He was stopped on his way out.
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Chief Stan tells me you don’t have any snow there yet, but when you do, there may be sledding in the plans.
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The point of Christmas is that Christ entered. Here. He is the last person in the world to be upset with a mess, or rattled by the unforeseen. He is acquainted with grief.
I just purged my house, nesting, frenetically sorting through every closet, every drawer, to remove all that we don’t need. And now I am buying more.
I think of this when the moms-who-are-done-with-the-busy-stage look back and sigh, and say, “I wish I had let the housekeeping go. Just enjoy them…”
Today I was the ogre who refused hot chocolate, after their excursion into the first good snow.
But it ended with my mother running out into the snow in her stocking feet. And me sitting in a chiropractor’s office.
A story from childhood Read More »
These days, the books my three oldest children like to read are heading toward the depth and genres I’m interested in myself.
What my adolescents are reading Read More »
I find it extremely addicting. The episodes are short (50-60 minutes), the British accents are charming, and the personalities are wonderful.
The Great British Baking Show Read More »
We marked fifteen years this month, with a four-day stay in an apartment made from sparkling surfaces we hadn’t cleaned.
After fifteen years Read More »