After the week we’ve had, it seems horrifically ironic that I planned the soup days before.
This takes me to 3:42 a.m. It’s not that I can not sleep, it’s that I can not stay asleep.
This year’s holiday season is anything but normal. Despite this, with some effort, we can still celebrate and discover ways to find joy, hope and connection.
There are presents to wrap, blessings to add to the family’s current list. The first of many warm holiday winter drinks wait to be brewed.
This is a preview of tomorrow’s post. I hope you come back to read the full account of the fun Lisa and I had baking a lot more cookies.
Dad’s favorite Christmas song was Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas. It hasn’t been the same since.
30 invitations have gone out. With couples, that should come to around 45, plus young children. There’s been more of those recently. And then the sons’ friends who once stayed in the basement but who are now in their twenties and thirties and mingle with … Continue reading Please Come to the Christmas Party!
In between, we satisfied ourselves with calling Margie which allowed us to conclude her good humor was seeing her through her isolation.
I’ve been getting a slew of stuffing suggestions from the children of other moms ever since Monday’s post about moms and their stuffing. Also their dads–and yes, I apologize I didn’t mention that our dads cook, too, sometimes, as one reader pointed out, much better … Continue reading Moms Coming Out of the Woodwork!
With forethought and planning, this Thanksgiving can be fun and become a fond memory.