Richmond is big on snow drama. Having grown up in Boston and experienced the infamous Blizzard of ’78, I have to chuckle and say, “Bless their hearts.” There is widespread panic, con...
Well, I try to tell myself that, but it really is my favorite sport and the one of the few in which I truly excel. So, if you read my earlier post about Sam falling asleep at 5 PM for the night, my Mo...
Aaah! I can focus, I can concentrate, I feel relaxed. You guessed it, I’m home ALONE! Well, not really alone-alone, but alone enough since Sam is here but passed out cold upstairs. Let me back u...
People are often the funniest when they don’t know they are being funny. The same goes for the little people known as preschoolers. If Sam was trying to be funny, he would yell, “Stinky fe...
One day of the new year down. Let’s see, I woke up with a headache from too much wine and champagne, munched on three pastries in bed for my first breakfast and followed it up with sausage and s...
Aaaah, phew! The stockings have been hung by the chimney with care and surefire certainty that Santa (or licensed agents thereof) was recently there. The culmination of all of that incessant “Ch...
Just like that — gone! Daddy Mac and I were going to have our first 24 hour getaway together in 4 1/2 years tomorrow night, but it is all cancelled now because of the impending snow. Big, big bu...
Yes, Sam received a video from Santa himself on Santa’s Portable North Pole (PNP) network. For real and for free! I spent the most worthwhile five minutes of my life answering a few questions ab...
OK, so I haven’t written in quite a while, but I’ve been caught up in the Christmas maelstrom. I’m sure you are familiar with it and are most likely afflicted yourself to some degree...
Is it just me or has the whole Christmas “thing” gotten larger than life this year? In fact, it seems like this “thing” has taken on a life of its own and morphed into more of ...