Halloween is the Fourth Family Holiday
Ten years ago, I was a recent college graduate with an 8-month old godson, and all my Halloween excitement returned from my childhood. This adorable
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Six Degrees of Separation: A Sad Song
It’s such a small world in so many ways. My girlfriend’s sister lived on the same street as my aunt. Now her kids go to
You Pray And You Pray And You Don’t Realize Your Prayer Was Already Answered…
This post was recognized at BlogU as Term Paper of the Year in Women’s Studies. My BlogU roommate was kind enough to capture the video
My Brother’s Menagerie: In Which my Little Brother Flexes his Creative Muscles (and Something About Pets that aren’t Dogs or Cats)
My brother is a crafty, creative genius. Long before Etsy was a thing, my brother was hand-making jewelry, whipping up delicious creations in the kitchen
Londonberry Lane
My mom wrote this story 13 years ago. It was published in local newspapers and came quite close to being published in Chicken Soup for
10 Things That Made My Childhood Different Because My Parents Owned a Bar
I’m pretty sure childhood in the late 80’s was vastly different than it is today. There are so many things that were okay in school,
Things I Think in Church – Easter Sunday Edition
You guys, I don’t want to sound like a heathen, because I’m totally not…I just don’t find myself frequenting the house of God. So on
Easy Peasy Ice Cream Cake for the Lazy and Crazy Like Me
I know. That title is terrible. But this ice cream cake? SO. NOT. TERRIBLE. So last week, Brian sent me an animated gif with ice
I was an Irish Princess
For the first 25 years of my life, my parents owned a bar. Not just any bar. To us, it was THE bar. All of
Holy Wicked Good Seafood, Batman!
You guys! When Gorton’s Seafood asked me to review their product (which they provided me with coupons to purchase whatever sea fare my little heart
Let Me Tell You a Little Something About Beer and Working at a Bar
Happy Monday, Blog friends! OK. I revoke my statement. I’m exhausted. And you probably are too. Weekends just sort of…take it out of us, don’t
I Made Pictures in My Mind to Remember You
Caution: This post may make you cry. But it may not. It made me cry writing it. So read at your own risk that you
