The hierarchy
While I’m flitting about Chicago this week with my parents and the boys, Tom is working a music convention downtown. It’s actually a very well known music convention, so I’m not going to link to it here; I don’t want …
While I’m flitting about Chicago this week with my parents and the boys, Tom is working a music convention downtown. It’s actually a very well known music convention, so I’m not going to link to it here; I don’t want …
One of the best parts of my parents living where they do is we can walk to get to good ethnic restaurants. One of the worst parts of my parents living where they do is that we have to walk …
This is the first Santa picture with my boys. Yes, A is seven and J is four, and this is the first Santa picture. See, A had a bad Santa picture experience when he was about 20 months old. How …
And…we made it. Unfortunately, exhaustion last night caused me to pass out early, fully clothed and with glasses still on, thus preventing a post. My posting streak since November 1 has been broken, and I’m okay with that. Mostly. I …
Are you even allowed to purchase a pickup truck in a color other than red in Nebraska? I mean, if you walked into a dealership and wanted to see, say, a white or a blue pickup, would they even have …
T-minus 20 hours and counting. Today I start packing in earnest. (And go to a school meeting regarding the new second grade teacher. And drop Rosie at a friend’s house. And shovel off my desk. And and and…) Packing is …
Hope no one getting gifts from us this year is allergic to dogs. ‘Cause that stuff is everywhere. And since I hate wrapping gifts with a wild passion, I was less than vigilant removing it from the boxes as I …
Right now, looking down at my Google reader tally, I have 223 unread posts. Oy vey. That’s a good couple of hours of reading there. And when I have that much reading, I tend to skim…read quickly…save to comment later…and …
Christmas has been the twenty-fifth day of December for, what, some two thousand years or so? I know it’s been that date for the last 35 years, my mom has photographic proof. So why does it sneak up on me …
I needed a recent (and decent headshot) today, so I grabbed A, stuck the good (ok, good being relative) camera in his hands, and voila! He snapped this. Only the second shot. He’s so good with a camera. Must be …