It is soft and quiet at my house this Christmas Eve. I found myself grateful today for this day, this Christmas Eve and for tomorrow, Christmas Day. Despite all the crappy news and usual human messiness, this is the one moment in the West where we try to be good to one another and for […]
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Are you as baffled and biased about all the advertising as I am, seeing the early “Black Friday” sales, sales that start on Thanksgiving, or even as early as Wednesday? My gut reaction is to weep that such a day has become so corrupt and the antithesis of its original purpose: to give thanks for […]
One of my friends, Ted, who still serves as a State Emergency Operations Officer and who also did service for our country, reminded me of this. Thanks, Ted!
Yesterday, I posted a note that I would be off baking cookies and came back to comments that wanted recipes and then Ina Kuvik mentioned one of hers that got me drueling… Update: You needn’t go to the trouble of the actual recipe – I just love the descriptions: Ina wrote, “Yep, the spunge or […]
It’s that time. It’s December 22, 2013 and it is now or never. All of you people who put your trees up the day after Thanksgiving boggle my mind. I suppose if I was really on fire, I might get it up by December 15, but that’s rare. I do leave it up until about […]
Judiasm speaks of Life Cycle Events that come about because we all experience them or through the use of traditions mark certain occasions through the year. I’ve always been a traditionalist, especially for Thanksgiving and Christmas. They appeal to all my senses and warm the cockles of my little heart. Last year, with the launch […]
Every year, this challenge of the Christmas Tree comes up. Is it Christmas, really, without one? In my heart of hearts, no, it is not. There have been years when getting a Christmas tree and decorating it went by me. It just got away from me for one reason or another. Work? Money? Time? Living […]
It was Christmas Eve or early Christmas Day, since it was closer to 2:30 a.m. just about three or four years ago. It was snowing, my breath frosting from the air. I’d stepped outside to have a cigarette. All was quiet, all was still. I had been invited to join a friend and her family […]
Chasing Rabbit Holes 