One More Thing

Can I share one more thing with you?  Good. There should always be time for more.  More fun.  More food.  More family.  More holidays.  More vacation.  More souveniers.  More leg room.  More time to get through security, but more flowing Read More …

Saying The Same Thing

Sometimes, I think we are saying the same thing, even though we are not talking about the same topic. It is nice when two or three generations of people can watch what is happening around them and become open to Read More …

Who Knew It Would Be So Long

Way back when…who knew it would be so long… Until we would meet again? Before we would paint that bedroom? That we would live in this house (20 years)?!? To develop a family? Until we would have a totally different Read More …

Rose Colored

I used to have rose colored sunglasses.They were round, John Lennon like glasses. I wore them everywhere. Especially in Philadelphia, at college, it gave those winter, sunless days a glow that the chilly city streets could never have produced. In Read More …

Lyrical

Poetry is often lyrical and can become famous, but few poems are better known than those written by Edgar Allen Poe.  I studied them, my husband studied and our kids studied them.   “Quoth the Raven, Nevermore.” Of course, E.A. Read More …

Keep It In the Family

You think this is about secrets don’t you? Keep it in the family…it’s not. Not really. No. Okay, it can be. Some think it is best to keep it secret. Don’t tell any one what is going on with you. Read More …

But With a Bang

Last night was hopefully the end of winter, leaving us – “not with a whimper, but with a bang” – complete with thunder and lightening, to boot. It is the end although a new beginning. The beginning of summer sales. Read More …

The Love of Cupcakes

The recent trend of fancy bakers has fueled the love of cupcakes. I know this trend is a bit, well, not that current, but still – who doesn’t love cupcakes? This weekend, we had 3 birthday celebrations and one very Read More …

Stories We Tell At Dinner

Sometimes, the stories we tell at dinner drive the kids to laughter. Sometimes it is confusion. Other times, down right teenage-angst. Go figure. It happens. When we were kids, we had to be careful. Dad would go on and on Read More …