Holiday Heartbreak: Missing My Mother
My father died four days before Thanksgiving 1992. I was only 11, but I well remember that Thanksgiving meal at a chain restaurant. I remember poking my fork at dry mashed ...
Santa Eats Roast Beef
After church this morning, my daughter and I decided to go to lunch solo, sans the male members of the family. It’s only day 3 of Christmas break, and my ...
Fa La La La Fail: Five Christmas Crafts for the Craft Impaired
I’ve never been crafty. Even as a child, I had no desire to put macaroni on string or glitter on globs of glue. In the summer of 1989, I asked ...
Back to Basics: An Underachiever’s Guide to Elf on the Shelf
I never wanted to deal with the whole Elf on the Shelf thing. *Before the creative and crafty parents that truly enjoy posing little Tinklebert Humpertinck in the Barbie dream house ...