Category Archives: holidays
2. your spot-on gift giving of the right thing at the right time
3. passing on your love of folk music record albums
4. and flea market junk shops covered in kudzu
5. letting me do dumb things to my hair because hey, it’s just hair
7. you took me to see my very first theater movie and it was Raiders of the Lost Ark
8. you took me to meet Darth Vader when RotJ came out
9. you chaperoned my field trips
10. you volunteered at my school
11. those awesome carnivals at Solomon
12. those outfits and scrapbooks you tried making
13. you didn’t make me wear those bubble suits
14. you made me wait til Jr High for makeup
15. and leg-shaving, no matter how I clamored in 5th and 6th grade
16. the year of the 7 Easter Dresses because they were all so awesome we couldn’t choose just one
17. all the hard work and help for my first wedding
18. all the hard work and help for my second wedding
19. getting on a scary plane to be there at my second wedding
20. loving Noah so so much
21. being a dog-lover
22. helping keep my hamster alive when she had breast cancer
23. helping keep Marty alive when she got hit by a car
24. keeping scary adult things to yourself when I was too young to be exposed to them
25. flirting with my dad all the time
26. board games!
27. making chicken and dumplins for my friends
28. letting me drag Carrie along anytime we went to Phenix City/Columbus to visit family
30. driving me all over the place until I was 21
31. helping me move to Asbury
32. helping me move BACK from Asbury
33. coming to visit me while I was at Asbury
34. letting me hop on a plane and go to Honduras without you
35. white water rafting, lightning storm tubing with us and braving the bugs in TN
36. heading up Girl Scouts in Hawai’i
37. and Alabama (man I bet that’s a lot of work)
38. super fun best birthday parties ever
39. sleepovers in the summers that lasted for weeks at a time!
40. your thick dark hair
41. and your pretty eyes!
42. your always awesome fingernails
43. your love of diversity
44. and tolerance
45. and humanity
46. that time you called me “MITCH”
47. not trying to make YOUR fears, MY fears
48. your long voicemails
49. red velvet cake
50. bratwurst and German potato salad on my birthday every year
51. coke and milk
52. Roger Rabbit; my first drive-in movie with you and dad in the Chevette (I was still awake when Cocktail came on, too, but I don’t think you guys noticed. but maybe you did.)
53. Chuck E Cheese for my 16th birthday and not making me feel too dumb about it 🙂
54. back to school shopping; must have been QUITE a chore for you.
55. not murdering teenage Janet
56. not EVER making me feel like you didn’t love me just like I was, or you didn’t want to be my mom
57. Easter baskets well into my 20’s
58. and Christmas stockings, too
59. your amazing contagious laugh
60. when people tell me I’m just like you .. and “whimsical” and “funny” are the two words they use most often
61. your broad, super sense of humor
62. your hugs that feel like home
63. your never-ending belief in my potential (even now!)
64. ‘RISE AND SHIIIIINE” sung at the crack of dawn. not.
65. ‘away in a manger’ and dootselling (sp?)
66. terrific breakfast every school morning for 12 years
67. never making me feel I had to worry about money
68. but not spoiling me and getting me every darn thing I wanted
69. forgiving my dumb mistakes time and again
70. and not allowing them to change your view of me
71. always praying for us, Will and Noah and me.
72. coming to rescue me the first time I ever babysat a baby.
73. not trying to taint my relationships with anyone just because YOUR relationship with them wasn’t positive.
74. letting me try my hand at ballet, gymnastics, etc…even if it never panned out
75. not liking peanut butter, cheese, or chocolate because hey, more for me!
76. your love of Lemon Love’s Baby Soft
77. manners. and phone manners. respect for everyone (obviously, unless they do things to lose it)
78. thank you notes!
79. chores & allowances
80. teaching me that in life bad behavior = you’re going to have a bad time.
81. and good behavior = you’re going to have a good time
82. decorating for Christmas all together
83. all your bunnies all over the house
84. letting me watch the Simpsons and In Living Color with you guys on Sunday nights
85. NOT being the kind of mom who leads her daughters to believe skinny and covered in makeup is the only way to be pretty
86. your love of TOYS
87. ..and butterflies and curly hair
88. and soft blankies and babies
89. and sweet tea and irises
90. …and framed photos
91. and singing cards and dancing snowmen
92. and comfort food and Pixar movies
93. and liverwurst and cream cheese sandwiches
94. and driving fast and taking naps…
95. and reading in bed and Christmas lights
96. and funny movies and long books
97. …and Butterfingers
98. and the under-dog and the downtrodden
99. awesome cars and comfy shoes
100. and hopefully 100 (or more) other things I’ve inherited from you…
the last several years have taught me that parenting is HARD and no one – nobody – does it perfectly (just like being a kid is hard, and no one does it perfectly)…
but if you can be loving, and forgiving and funny and giving, interested and interesting, calm in the storm and exciting when you can be, intelligent and open-minded, well-read and worldly, (mostly) patient and always encouraging…then you’re the perfectest mom there is, and you’re a lot like MY mom.
so the rest of November went like this:
I spent almost a week in Alabama for my favorite uncle’s funeral.
it was small, sad. it was good to see all the people I love, hug their necks, kiss their faces. it was too damn hard to say goodbye to Uncle Peter, though.
I was not ready for it.
I know… no one ever is. but still.
Upon my return to MA, William departed almost immediately for Wisconsin to spend about a week with his mother, who’s recently begun battling cancer.
his little sister and her four children live there, with his parents, and so he got to visit with them, as well
We were all reunited on the 20th and after an uneventful week of school, work, hikes, duck feeding, Marty wrasslin’, and the like –
our next door neighbor’s house burned to the ground on the 27th.
I say “next door”, because it’s the lot right beside ours, but the house is really directly behind ours, across a bunch of water, so we were safe.
the family lives in CT, and this is their summer-home…
Sirens and lights were going by our house and we had no idea why…until Noah called to us to come see ‘Neighbor’s house is on fire!’….
beautiful house that the owner poured his heart into
that my mom, ‘aunt’, and ‘sister’ stayed in for a week when they came from Alabama for my wedding. [and another dear friend who flew in from Texas for a couple days too]
so heartbreaking, and my view of the lake is that much sadder now.
luckily, no one was injured – the neighbor’s (on the other side) house was damaged some, but their cat was saved – whew.
no word yet on the cause (that we’ve heard, anyhow)
the next day…still reeling…and we’re off to CT for Thanksgiving with William’s fam:
…the next day, people headed to our place for Thanksgiving II: The Turkening
and we discovered someone’s gotten as tall as his aunt!
hope December holds more happy happy memories for us
and less loss.
A happy family is but an earlier heaven.
George Bernard Shaw
The first weekend in November was chock full of family photos!
It IS Christmas card time, after all 🙂
1.5 year old Abby and her adoring parents in Sturbridge on Saturday, and Photo-Palooza 2013 with a beautiful, laughing, slightly chaotic group of friends at Elizabeth Park in West Hartford, CT on Sunday..
wanna sneak preview?
*all but one image taken by the ridicutalented William Jacob
“First of all, it was October, a rare month for boys.”
― Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes
Took my favorite red-headed-stepchild out and about yesterday for a little Halloween photo shoot…he’s a sixth grader this year, and who knows how many more years of trick-or-treating we have together!?
We headed to a local cemetery – an abandoned hotel – and a little playground…
and he creeped his little heart out, cackling, laughing, running around, sneaking up on me, and occasionally asking me “not to go too far away because I get scared when I can’t find you!” (ohhh the irony)
Starring Noah, as himself, and THE scariest costume he’s ever chosen – picked especially because he knows I am terr-i-fied of clowns (thanks, Stephen King!)
I’m going to wear this costume for YEARS, he said.
“My wife will have to help me get into it…”
the homeowners LOVED him, snapped pictures of him, complimented him, made a big fuss. he loved every minute! one guy shoved the whole bowl at him “TAKE IT! TAKE ALL THE CANDY, JUST GO!”
kids ran away, dogs barked at him, I could barely stand to look at him! totally successful costume, I’d say!
he also said “thank you” to every single candy-giver, took off his mask if little children seemed too scared, told nearly everyone he saw “HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!”…I love that kid!
Halloween wraps fear in innocence,
As though it were a slightly sour sweet.
Let terror, then, be turned into a treat…
I’m also made out of glee – happy Valentine’s Day to my sweetheart.
I never liked the word ‘sweetheart’ and I never had one before. I used to think mush was dumb dumb dumb.
I was wrong.
Mush makes up the vast majority of our hours together, and he’s my Valentine, my sweetheart – all year long. There’s invisible mistletoe hung everywhere in the house all year long, too. Every day’s Christmas and Valentine’s and most nights are Fourth of July fireworks, wink wink.
I have a red-headed, freckle-faced bright bright comet of a boy for a Valentine too (who woke us up with handmade cards this morning) and a super gorgeous fluffy shiny black wagging Valentine, who’s ALLLllllllways ready for belly rubs and kisses.
I’m a lucky lucky girl – some people don’t even have 1 Valentine, and here I am with three.
happy cards- and- chocolate- and balloons- and teddy bears- and long, long kisses- Day to all of youse out there. We’re enjoying our first (and last) Valentine’s Day as fiancee’s – here’s to love!!