The Mummy Wrap Game gets its own entry. This game–was made up like 8 or 9 years ago. All it consists of is a race to wrap partners in toilet paper. We don’t want no cryin’ or screamin’, so we pass out rolls of toilet paper, have the grand ONE-TWO-THREE-GO! and then that’s the end […]
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Tonight was the Halloween party at my parents. It was loud, and rowdy, and awesome. At one point my mom said her head was swimming. I teased her, “At least none of them brought their dogs.” She hooted. (Anyway, this marks the one year point of this blog too, by the way. I started it
James is a very laid back person. He doesn’t get excited about much. He doesn’t get mad very often, doesn’t ever cause trouble or smart off to us. But this super relaxed aspect of him also sometimes makes me nuts, like when I’m in a hurry, or have my hands full, and there he is,
Tonight we celebrated Kirsten’s birthday, and though the wind was howling and rain pounding against the windows, it was lovely, cozy, perfect. In the clutter and the racket, the grandsons and grand dogs running all over, our own beast Sam pacing around, it was just a darn lotta fun. Kirsten invited her friend Meghan too,
That’s her. First we had two boys, a year apart. Then four years later, we had two girls, two years apart. We had the big brothers and the little sisters. And it was like that for five and a half years until Baby Jay came along and hit the family like some kind of crazy
This taken from the upstairs window. That’s our neighbor, Bob, pulling out his dock. Another angle, sigh. But we did have a good time, cards, and deep fried cheese curds, movies, the video games, the art projects, and even some running around outside in the rain. One card poker, and this guy feels he’s losing.
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She wants no pictures of herself running by, which I understand. These guys were pretty happy about the playground. Later, supper and blankets sewn for a friend’s new baby. All in all it was a lovely day. love, Val
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We were talking about James and Monster Mash, and then the conversation shifted to the weirdness of Maria when she was small. She had that imaginary friend, Nina, which was pretty weird. But there also was the incident with the ham. Time to make sandwiches, no ham in the fridge. Where the hell is the
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john and james, 2002 I heard it on the radio this morning, the little bubbling noises and the spooky voice. It always reminds me of James because when he was little he was terrified of this song. We didn’t know why, but he’d cover his ears and order me to change the radio station. If
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