Toots is the teddy bear I've had since I was a year old. Well, we've always called him a teddy bear, though his actual shape is sort of open to interpretation... He's had several face-lifts in that time (in fact, he had a whole "body-lift" a couple years ago after a dog got to him and … Continue reading Travels with Toots
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Christmas Redux, Christmas Remix
Three years ago I took my kids (Elena Grace & Christian, then 9 & 12) up to my parents' house for Christmas. It was the first time in over a decade that I had been "home" for Christmas, and we resurrected every Christmas tradition I had grown up with. We baked my grandma's famous vanilla-apricot … Continue reading Christmas Redux, Christmas Remix
When You Wait till You’re Married (List#3)
In company with dinosaurs and dodos, we have to list the wait-till-you're-married man as extinct, do we not? I honestly believed so, at least as it applies to this country and culture... but I'm here to report that the subspecies is not defunct. I met Jon last year. And I married him this February. And then we started our life of … Continue reading When You Wait till You’re Married (List#3)
I Am the Pumpkin Patch
My mother used to tease that she had found me in a pumpkin patch, and my sister under a cabbage leaf. Secure in our elementary knowledge of biology (and the baby-book photos of her bulging belly) we didn't think twice about our origin, despite her joke. I used to make a similar wisecrack when my teens … Continue reading I Am the Pumpkin Patch
If God Acts as Travel Agent, Don’t Argue the Itinerary
I dreamed last night that I was back in Safe Haven, the psych-facility where I recently spent ten days, and the dream felt comforting. The place is well named. My cell phone was one of the things I missed most in there---not for calls, but for Google (I hadn't realized how many things-a-day I look … Continue reading If God Acts as Travel Agent, Don’t Argue the Itinerary
A Dash of Tobasco
Last week at the beginning of a session, my counselor handed me a plastic dinosaur. I tucked it under my arm as we talked, and waited for him to tell me what was up with the toy. Of course he didn't start by telling me anything; instead, he asked me what I "noticed" about the T-Rex... … Continue reading A Dash of Tobasco
Addendum to a Eulogy
Yesterday my dad should have turned seventy. He passed away this year on my birthday, so this weekend we've been missing him on his. Ironically, I could still practice my favorite joke-ritual, which was not to call my dad (whose depth of phone-phobia was rivaled only by my sister's and my own) on his birthday. I … Continue reading Addendum to a Eulogy
Kana's Chronicles 