“It would be so nice if something made sense for a change.” Alice…in Wonderland
This past week we went to my hometown to spend time with my grandfather. On Tuesday, he was diagnosed with melanoma and they’ve decided to forgo aggressive treatment. Barring a miracle, we only have a few months with him. It wasn’t unexpected, but it’s hard. How can he not be there, for always? It doesn’t […]
My sister, bless her heart, got married on Christmas Eve. It was a beautiful ceremony and both bride and groom (mainly groom, I think) blubbered through the whole thing. It was sweet. I had a touching–if I do say so, myself–toast prepared, which I left on the kitchen counter along with all the cute little […]
We had a crazy, crowded, complicated festive Christmas, which is actually a post for another day. This was the first Christmas in 5 years that we’ve spent with my family. We were all there–both my brother and sister and their families. (Actually, my sister got married Christmas Eve. Congratulations, guys!) We spent Christmas Eve at […]
On our road home yesterday, we stopped to eat at ChickFilA. It was pretty late, so there were only two other families there. We witnessed a bizarre and ugly episode in someone’s broken family. There was a dad eating with a little boy about the Bulldozers age. After eating, he let the boy play while […]
This is a cross post from our private family blog. I thought of it today because Little Miss asked me a question with 27 pronouns and vague references to “things” and “thingys”, but without any specific nouns. The following is a transcript of a conversation between Little Miss and my mom from last March when […]
Why is it my mother can lay down for a nap and pop up, without an alarm, 20 minutes later refreshed and revived, but when I lay down for a nap, I emerge from my cave three hours later groggy and mumbling about coffee? It can’t be the turkey, that was over two days ago. […]
Or rather, casts off! My Little Miss got her casts off today. (See here for the back story.) After 5 weeks in the casts, her muscles have atrophied a bit, so she has to learn to walk all over again. Given her speed at going from the couch to the bike (in casts!), I’m not […]
I love the tv show King of the Hill. I grew up in a small town in Texas and it’s portrayal is sometimes frighteningly accurate. “Revenge of the Lutefisk,” the episode where a “Lady Preacher” from Minnesota comes to Arlen encapsulates my family’s own culture clash perfectly. Lutefisk vs. Frito Pie, Cowboys vs. Vikings, Aggie […]