Monthly Archives: November 2006

Stealing from the fair Minnehaha Mama turned Jill, I will echo that my all time favorite Schoolhouse Rock is the Three is a Magic Number episode.  We own it.  We watch it and learn.  And I sing SING aloud, usually … Continue reading →

I sat in 10C.  My coworker sat in 9C.  His seat mate?  A dishy salt and pepper business man who was quiet, and slept.  They didn’t say a word to each other the whole flight.  The dream seat mate.Who was … Continue reading →

I am getting ready to do the annual Christmas letter, so consider this fair warning.  For those of you not on the regular list for whatever reason (I assure you it is not because I don’t ADORE you as a … Continue reading →

What do you want for Christmas?Grace wants the same thing she wanted last year – whatever anyone wants to give her.  It sounds all honest and sweet but I still sense some devious purpose.  I just haven’t figured out what … Continue reading →

For a couple years running I have asked Phil for a cookie dropper for Christmas.  He swears he and the girls looked everywhere and they couldn’t find one.  He claims that all our respective grandmothers are rolling over in their … Continue reading →

Mmmm.  I have a recent holiday memory of working hard, being tired, and sitting down to eat a holiday meal and having every dish be a C-.  Worse, no one said a word about the C- dinner.  That night, quite thankfully, … Continue reading →

Here’s hoping you all had a great Thanksgiving celebration with your families and friends.  We are just gearing up for the big day.  Grace says its her favorite holiday, Andra is making copies of her Christmas list to distribute after … Continue reading →

We spent the weekend in Los Angeles for a wedding.  Here are my daily observations:Friday:   We flew out, and as we were landing at the airport I had a moment where I thought to myself “If I had continued in L.A. … Continue reading →

Last year we adopted a couple kids.  My grandfather always sponsored a kid or two through Children International, and last year I got inspired to help the girls make a connection to kids somewhere else in the world.  So we … Continue reading →

When I was in high school and was complaining that I deserved some exquisite spring break vacation, my Dad wrote me a note with these words on it – Go Nogo.  For those of us on the superhighway to Central … Continue reading →