I miss you Uncle Steve. ❤️ Happy birthday and I hope you & Auntie Martha are having a happy reunion.
Happy birthday to Libby Lou too!
May 27
Category: 52 thoughts
My sister
My sister is one of my favorite people in the wide world. We are both as alike and as different as people can be, in a variety of ways.
She is the heart of my heart.
Pretty?
Not too terribly long ago, I had the pleasure of seeing my family. My whole family, including my Beautiful Nieces.
It was the holidays, so a good bit of that time was spent in eating things my waistline didn’t need and playing games and even a smidge of Christmas shopping here and there.
[Pause to freak out: Christmas is almost here! Am I ready??? Auuuugh!]
OK. I’m all right now. Back to topic.
At one point my Second Beautiful Niece was entertaining herself with some sort of sign-up form she’d created, which included a “Mad Lib”-esque portion, along these lines: Continue reading “Pretty?”
My bad, but I’m back
No less than three people in the last 24 hours have pointed out that I have (to all outward appearances) abandoned my blog – and by extension my few but precious readers – for weeks now. At least one mentioned it with a little bit of concern. My bad.
It’s fine here, it’s just… what to write, you know? Blah blah work, blah blah holidays, blah blah housekeeping, blah blah more work.
Blah. No one wants to hear that, and I don’t want to write it.
Anyway, yesterday I opened one of my 52-thoughts, and it was from my First Beautiful Niece, Continue reading “My bad, but I’m back”
To paraphrase
This post is for my sister. Y’all are welcome to listen in, but the flotsam is pretty pointed today.
Continue reading “To paraphrase”
Light thoughts
You know what I haven’t done in a while?
I haven’t shared any of the 52 thoughts in months. Which means I’m pretty far behind. Continue reading “Light thoughts”
The open (hearted) letter
In just a little while, I go in for a little nothing of a surgery. Actually it’s a little less-than-nothing of a surgery, nothing at all to trouble yourself about, and no need to worry because Continue reading “The open (hearted) letter”
Convalescing is boring
Wish you were here
The thought from my sister for this week is actually a terribly-apropos snippet from comedian Jim Gaffigan:
Whenever I’m out of town for at least a week, Continue reading “Wish you were here”
Braver than I am: the power of vulnerability
Every week this year, I’ve been opening notes from my sister – each one of 52 thoughts she sent me for Christmas. I open one each Sunday (provided I’m home to do it then), which is why – as most of my regular readers will have noticed – most Mondays Continue reading “Braver than I am: the power of vulnerability”
