Yesterday was the last day of school for my daughter until the winter break ends. Blessedly her new school is only closed for about ten days; her kindergarten last year was closed for nearly three weeks! As parents, we nearly went mad. This year, of course, we have something amazing to combat the holiday break MORE »
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I’ve grown far too dependent on my iPhone to take photos. I know that saying – “the best camera is the one you have with you” – but there is still no doubt that better cameras take better pictures. Even so, the last couple of years I’ve failed to break out the “good” camera to MORE »
I don’t know exactly how it started. Maybe I inherited it from my Grandmother, although that seems unlikely – she was the epitome of class and taste. It wasn’t my mother, who liked them simple and pretty. But whatever inspired it, it happened. I love ugly ornaments. I love the bizarre, the whimsical, the surreal, MORE »
On a date night with my husband, we’re about halfway through dinner when my phone rings. “Sweetie?” says my mom. “I’m trying to turn on the TV, and I can’t figure it out.” Sigh. The truth is, my mother hasn’t had a TV in forty years, so the whole multiple-remote thing has bypassed her entirely. MORE »
I’m not very good at doing crafts. It’s not that I can’t do them; it’s just that I don’t enjoy them enough to become any good at it. But every now and then my daughter, well, insists. We were at a restaurant that had these really awesome big snowflakes that had clearly been made out MORE »
When I was five, our television died suddenly – right in the middle of a holiday special. To say I was devastated would be putting it mildly. But nothing topped the devastation when my mother announced that she would NOT be replacing the television; I’m not sure if it was our poverty, her preferences for MORE »
When I finally got pregnant with my daughter, one of the best gifts I got at my baby shower was my very first DSL camera. I didn’t have a clue what I was doing with it, frankly, and my Flickr stream became filled with thirty of forty shots in a row of pretty much the MORE »
So, here’s the thing: I like jeggings. I like them a LOT. See, I’m fat. Not “chubby,” not “carrying a few extra pounds,” I’m FULL-ON FAT. And I carry a lot of weight in my belly and hips area. So this means that jeans? Well, jeans often don’t fit well. Not that I don’t have MORE »
When my mother moved in with us last July she hadn’t owned a television in over forty years. Just think on that for a moment: FORTY YEARS. That means much of what has become pop culture in the US, she missed. Dallas, ER, the final M*A*S*H movie, Roots – you name it, she missed it. MORE »
I’ve talked before about being a total Christmas junkie; I just love it. Seriously. The lights, the events, the songs (well, with a couple exceptions), the traditions (again, mostly). I love having my daughter (now six) as an excuse to indulge in even the most ridiculous of the local holiday events, and watching her face MORE »