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Ticked Off…
Our dress rehearsal on Saturday for Easter Sunday Mass went flawlessly. Big poofy, pastel dresses on my three littlest girls, and my tween and teen looked elegant in their new clothes. Socks, and shoes were matched and shiny, and ribbons were crisp. Every hair was in place and faces were fresh and glowing. We were … Continue reading
Peter Cottontail Came!!!!!!
May your Easter be filled with beauty, joy, friendship, and most of all – LOVE, (oh, and CHOCOLATE)!!! Wesołych Świąt Wielkanocnych!!!
The Calm Before the Storm…
Daughters #3, #4 and #5 trying REALLY hard to impress the Easter Bunny with their good behavior. I am taking a poll on how long this will last…
Time To Sparkle!
Easter is one of the most exciting holidays – signifying rebirth and a brand new, exciting beginning – full of beauty and wonder (like our move to either Cape Cod or Myrtle Beach). Today we go crazy and decorate everything in sight with pastel colors. And glitter. LOTS and LOTS of glitter.
“Mommy? Do Convuwtabulls Have Wids?”
Yep. I got sucked into it. The whole $600-odd million megabucks lottery tonight. I have been holed up in my studio for the better part of this past year when I have not packing for our move to Myrtle Beach, and a vacation is certainly high on my list of priorities at this point. Maybe … Continue reading
“Mommy? Do you think Grandpa’s ghost will follow us to Myrtle Beach?”
Today is the one year anniversary of the earthquake and tsunami in Japan. It is also the anniversary of my Daddy’s death. My last post ended with my doorbell ringing. There wasn’t anyone there when I answered, and oddly enough, I was not at all surprised. Ever since my father passed away, little weird things … Continue reading
“Just Don’t Make Him – Don’t Make Anyone – Your Meatloaf!”
I woke up this morning with a tingling burst of schoolgirl excitement. Today is the beginning of my “birthday octave” – the eight days before and the eight days after my birthday. The two week period where I get special treatment and goodies from my family – little things like breakfast in bed, dishes being done … Continue reading
“Mommy? Why Do You Get to Eat Chicken Wings for Breakfast?”
“Mommy? Why do you get to eat chicken wings for breakfast?” asked a sleepy little voice this morning. Yikes! I hate it when they sneak up on you when you’re just in that moment of private delight. Like right now, when I was getting ready to eat my spicy leftover chicken wings before the girls … Continue reading

