aunt margie

in a few short weeks, rich and i will be married, and the timing of my great aunt margie passing away just recently on june 14th feels like it coincides in some way. aunt margie is the matriarch of a great big family; her 2 daughters and 8 grandchildren gave their grammy many great grandchildren . . . → Read More: aunt margie

ten ~ an order of magnitude

for grammy and me, and anyone else who would like to go back and revisit previous birthdays…

last year i was startled to realize that quinn was halfway to 18, and now suddenly he’s halfway to 20. for some reason, time . . . → Read More: ten ~ an order of magnitude

ephemeral ~ word for 2017

my word for 2017 seems to be ephemeral. it’s a little bit different, as words-of-the-year go, but it keeps popping up in my mind, and going away again, only to pop up again later. most of my thoughts are… ephemeral like that. they ebb and flow. i have a running joke about my memory with . . . → Read More: ephemeral ~ word for 2017

~rainbow mondays~ pink trees and pancakes

it’s a birthday week rainbow!

black: quinn outgrew rich’s son’s karate uniform, and now b pancake fits in it… almost! bringing her to karate was probably the highlight of quinn’s time with the pancakes…

pink: approaching cautiously, we are able to observe the elusive birthday man species in his natural setting (pink-flowered . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ pink trees and pancakes

recollections from the tummy

“when you were growing inside my tummy, i ate lots and lots of these little oranges. i always love getting them every year now, because it reminds me of when you were in there.”

“yeah! when i was in your tummy and you would eat the little oranges, it made me . . . → Read More: recollections from the tummy