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He made the basketball team, and he’s so pleased, and so are his parents. Not sure what the season will look like exactly, but it will be fun to find out. Hoping for the best. Congratulations, buddy!!   Love, Grandma and Grandpa

It’s been a quiet three weeks at home with Elin recovering from surgery.  The nights are long and the hockey rink is alive, pucks smacking the boards. The owls are loud many nights, high in the pines. I stole someone else’s shoes to take out the recycling, in the dark on the patio. And Christmas

The bathroom was dealt with. The rusty hideous shower rod that was taking the whole bathroom down? Gone. Plus he put up a new shower head and pop up for the drain.   It’s about damned time, ugh. And the office was cleaned while he was away.  He hates it when I clean the office, stir

So here’s our girl, doing well.  I am home one more week to supervise her before Kari starts college again so I’m cleaning the house. Plastic containers under control:   Expired medication thrown out.   You know?  You buy something because you’re sick, take two doses, and never look at it again.   It’s out of here.

 Psssht, I hate this, playing in the toilet, ransacking the bathroom.   No, no, no. I thought she’d rebel when I stuck her hands in the sink and scrubbed her hands, but she didn’t. More water to splash in apparently. Our baby is finding actual mischief.   Oh, and they were face timing with their cousin, Miss

She’s feeling better. Pain is under control without use of the oxycodone.  She got nosy while I was wrapping presents and pushed aside the gate and came flipping and tripping down the stairs.  I ran and stopped her at the landing, and when Jay came in, he fetched her back up the stairs by use

Okay, the office, the catalogue, the tablet. Christmas shopping in a subterranean space, quiet and warm. Whee, cruising into a strange Christmas, doing our best. Nothing but love, Val

We got the tree up. Jay loves this tree more THAN EVER.  Aaron carried this heavy thing upstairs. Julia and I set it up. I put the lights on.  James and Julia both worked on that top of the tree decoration. There was zero drama, no concern about the height of the tree, no pine

 Corn looking good. First batch, okay the story is: Maria sent him the grocery list by text, but also the recipe by email.   He never read the recipe. I have never made scalloped corn, but am aware of how it is done, that the butter has to be melted, the roux, the milk stirred in.

Alicia purchased this gift for Heidi and Joe’s youngest baby off etsty.  It’s incredibly sweet and cute. Entirely crocheted, perfectly perfect. And this is the funny representative of questionable ideas. Yes, I love her most dearly. She filled the ice cube trays with soapy water. Let that sink in for a second. Her mother found