I brought Bailey to PetMart yesterday to get his nails trimmed. He was starting to look Howard-Hughes-ish and needed those nails clipped. As usual, I bribed him with cheese to get him into the car. When we took a turn at the intersection, he realized we were not on the way to his friend Georgie’s … More Bailey’s Christmas Miracle
I rarely go to Craigslist, but yesterday an ad caught my eye. “Free Toys Wanted.” The latent Santa in me was aroused, and I answered back that I had a few things I could donate. My son is grown up, so I was sure he would not miss a few random stuffed animals and board … More My Christmas Lesson
I have taken some time to look back on my life, knowing there are some things that could not have been done any differently. I worked with the knowledge and tools I had at the time. But there are a few things I wished I had done differently: Christmas, 1990-something. We were snowed in at … More Regrets: I’ve had a few
We don’t celebrate Boxing Day here in the US but supposedly in the United Kingdom, the upper class would “box up” their old belongings and give them to the poor. I suppose I could look it up on Wikipedia and then look it up on Scopes to see if any of that is true. Or … More Happy Boxing Day
Being alone during Christmastime is excruciating. I know– I’ve been there. Television shows and commercials bombarded the airwaves with actors whose shiny smiles drove stakes into my heart to remind me that was alone. Very alone. I tried going out in public just to be among other humans– but it made it worse. Every store, … More …And sometimes it’s NOT Merry
“Dad, why are you throwing a party for him?” Dan asked. “I’m the one that’s always here for you. I’m the one who does what you ask. I deserve to make merry with my friends. Why did you kill the fatted calf for him?” “I just came in from working in your fields,” Dan continued, … More Sibling Rivalry at the Merry Party
As we ask each other “Where did the year go?” — remember, it’s not quite over yet. MISSING: One pair of winter boots. Last seen during August clean-up when they did not seem very important. Where oh where can they be? (Probably with the gloves and ice scraper that didn’t seem very useful when it … More If I make it through December, I’ll be fine?