While we were standing in a long line for the Matterhorn on our recent trip to Disneyland, we found ourselves with these girls in line behind us. Steve calls these girls my posse and my entourage. They were about 10 years old, members of a girls’ dance group, and at Disneyland celebrating one of their …
As you may have gathered from last year’s letter, Steve and I are not farmers. However, we did grow up in relatively rural, grow-and-can-your-own households, and we continue to cling to the dream of a backyard garden in spite of the fact that we live in a place with horrible, rocky dirt for a yard …
My parents came out at the beginning of August for their annual visit; our plan for their visit was scheduled around attending the Monterey Scottish Games. Steve and I usually go to the Scottish Games in Pleasanton, and my parents have gone with us once or twice and really enjoyed it. Plus, they really wanted …
Having dropped my parents off at the Amtrak station on a Saturday morning a couple of weeks ago, I finally found myself with a bit of time to write about our trip to Lake Tahoe! My parents come out for a visit about once a year. They used to drive, but that drive has become …
Steve and I headed down to southern California last weekend for a long overdue visit with some friends and with my grandfather. We had been talking about taking this trip for several months but had never quite managed to plan it; trying to coordinate a visit with several parties can present logistical challenges. But my …
It has been suggested to me that my last posting might offend some of my readers, which is certainly not my intent. I have a very quirky, irreverent sense of humor. And I am, what I call on my résumé, detail-oriented. I notice the little details. And it is in these details that I find …
I remember. . . Driving with my parents down to Charleston, IL to see my brother in an original musical at Eastern Illinois University. It was a show with three characters: Adam, Eve, and the snake. My brother played the snake with sly, sinister savvy. Traveling to Virginia to see my brother’s show at Busch …
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Our first stop after leaving the Nashville airport during our trip “home for the holidays” was dinner at Cracker Barrel. For those uninitiated, the Cracker Barrel specializes in Southern cuisine, featuring chicken fried steak, chicken fried chicken, and fried okra, all available as part of the traditional “Meat and Three”. (That’s choose a meat option …
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The second event of our long Columbus Day weekend was a surprise 40th anniversary party that my brothers and I threw for our parents. My parents knew Steve and I were going to be in town; the reunion was our alibi. The “plan” was that we were going to meet my brother (Gg) and sister-in-law …
It has been a scary few weeks. In June, my dad had a Transient Ischemic Attack (TIA). TIAs can be a precursor to a big honkin’ stroke. When I first heard this, I started doing a little research on TIAs and found that more than a third of people who have a TIA will have …