Category: Remember when…

  • I ordered the whole Grad Pack – personalized invitations, portraits, diploma frame, cap and gown, thank you notes with return address labels – one click and it was done. So easy and overall cheaper than just buying the invitations and cap and gown. Go figure.  (Oh, I know full well there's nothing cheap about college.…

  • I left my parents' house before lunchtime, fortified by a bacon and eggs breakfast a la Daddy. (That seems odd to say "my parents" house, when it's my childhood home, the house where I can't turn around without bumping into half a dozen memories…) It was tough to leave – I worry about my sister Brenda,…

  • I circled “College Degree/Career Woman” on my life map long ago. The specifics were vague, but I had faith they’d become clear along the way. Sure enough, after high school, I stepped onto a sure-fire route: "Full Scholarship in Chemical Engineering". The path turned bumpy right away: tough classes in subjects that didn't interest me;…

  • Tommy's cough was back, worse than before, poor baby. No preschool for him tomorrow; that meant one of us would have to stay home with him, give him nebulizer treatments every four hours. Probably take him back to the doctor. I hoped he wouldn't need another round of Prednisone. "I took off work last time," Tom…

  • ‎''You may all go to Hell, and I will go to Texas'' ~Davy Crockett If you don't live in Texas, you might not realize that today is Texas Independence Day. On this date 175 years ago, Texas officially declared its independence from Mexico and became the Republic of Texas. An independent nation. Ours is the…

  • I can't believe it's already Friday again, and I haven't yet mentioned what a fantastic weekend I had… a week ago! It was a weekend with friends, and that's always wonderful, but what made this even better is having friends meet friends meet friends… It started simple enough. Shari and Robert made plans to come…

  •   We parked in front of Grandma's tiny home and piled out of the car, the grownups heading straight for the porch. I lagged behind on the footbridge with my cousin; Poo swore she was not going to step a foot closer to that spooky place. Grandma's house was gray, the gray of a dead…

  • Who bought our family a state-of-the art green fake Christmas tree when I was ten (maybe eleven) because our experiment with a real tree landed me in the emergency room with asthma by Christmas Day but rather than go back to our sterile aluminum one the next year, I declared I didn't want a tree…

  • What do you say when you hear a friend has died? What can you say? How do you dare mourn, or express your own sadness, knowing there's a wife, children, mother, sisters, nieces and more, tied by blood and longer memories than you have to your friend, whose pain you know has got to be…

  • In my laundry room, there's a huge old rug stretched across the concrete floor, and the room has been puppy-proofed to the best of my ability. Maybe not Belle-proofed (I think that's pretty much impossible!) but at least dangerous, tempting items like window cleaner have been moved to higher shelves.  It would be such a…