I’m always finding little notes like this around the house, and found this one in the car as I was cleaning it out. Mary never seems to keep one journal, but I’m thinking a scrapbook (in the most literal sense) might be fun…
To do: teach her the proper spelling and pronunciation of NUCLEAR
I figured this out by accident in Russia; today I’m making it with my kids again. And it is surprisingly simple… (more…)
Mary recently told me, “I guess Christmas is over, but that giving spirit can last all year.” How right she is! But I never expected she was about to give me a tiny new laptop. (more…)
The following conversation between myself and Mary ensued as we were driving up the mountain toward our home, when Mary began to lament that her initials were MAC.
My wildest spring break ever involved an impromptu road trip to Tuscon with my little brother just a few months before I got married. We alternated listening to cassette tapes of Simon and Garfunkel and the first Matrix soundtrack, drove through a crazy blizzard, and bought a wicked chess set in Nogales. Yes I know, nerdy girls do crazy things when the winds of change are at gale force. (more…)