Sorting out my head one blog post at a time.
My dad turns 56 today.Want to know a secret? I have the world's best dad.Some might think I'm exaggerating (especially if you read this post) but I'm not. He's the best. I'll tell you why.My dad made breakfast for our family every day. And this wasn't just a quick bowl of cereal ... it was... Continue Reading →
I'd like to introduce you to my brother Chris. You may have noticed the link to his blog over there on the right. [It's the link called "The Boy" which is how he is known in my family.]You should read it. Seriously, he's funny. And I'm not just saying that cause he's my brother. He... Continue Reading →
I promise to stop inundating you with pictures soon, but first ...I'm gonna be an aunt and I can't wait!!!
I'm in upstate New York right now visiting my sister and her husband. My baby sister. Who's very preggers at the moment. I flew out here now because:1. I wanted to see her with a big ol' baby belly and I'll be in Hawaii when she actually has the baby. So unless I see her... Continue Reading →
My family has always had this weird thing with pictures. We love them. We're all big fat camera hogs. At every family function, even to this day, count on my dad to have the camera ready to go at any given second. When we were little, we used to take our annual family portraits up... Continue Reading →
Being a big sister is hard. I know. I've been one for 28 years.When I was in college my brother was dating a girl that I didn't like. He had been dating her for several years and in my outspoken-pushy-big-sister sort of way, I had made it very clear to him that I didn't like... Continue Reading →
I was woken up last night by a horrible, HORRIBLE dream. I don't want to go into details but basically it was about physical torture and people I love dearly.I very rarely remember my dreams so to actually remember a nightmare like this is very disturbing. I can't stop thinking about it.I don't think I... Continue Reading →
I grew up in a family that didn't waste anything. We reused plastic and ziploc bags until they literally fell apart. We washed "disposable" plates and utensils over and over again. We never ever used paper napkins, even when eating something extraordinarly messy, like spaghetti or sloppy joes. I'm not exaggerating. I have stories, many... Continue Reading →
This article on CNN.com about the TV writers going on strike got me thinking about my own TV experience. We grew up without a TV. It wasn't for any religious or moral reason - we just didn't have one. I resented it sometimes, especially when my friends at school would be talking about what happened... Continue Reading →
I knew my brother could draw. I didn't know he could express himself so well through his writing, too. For all you fall lovers out there, this is for you ...I'm telling you. If it weren't for grilled cheese sandwiches, the world would be a much duller place. I love 'em. They brighten up my... Continue Reading →
These Words of Mine 