Tag Archives: Family
The Horrible, Though Imaginary, Family Secret
My maternal grandparents came to the US from Poland before World War I. They came separately – they didn’t meet until they were here for several years. As a matter of fact, my grandfather met and married someone else first, a young woman who died in the Great Influenza Pandemic of 1918. I don’t know …
Inherited Quirks
My mother-in-law raised her boy with a few of her little quirks. I think I have mentioned before (maybe five or six times) that he never throws anything away. When he gets a new J.C. Whitney catalog, he puts it right besides the seventeen old ones. When I gently (but perhaps not in my inside …
The Family Album
Last year, I wrote that I am among the most patient people in the world. (Just You Wait) I love traffic jams and long lines at the grocery store. For me, waiting is permission to be lazy. The plane is late? Great. I have an excuse to do nothing. It’s not my fault. But I …
Formal Invitation
This weekend my husband and I attended a dinner party. The occasion was the 91st birthday of my husband’s Aunt Clara. It was just a family party, but it was special too. We dressed up – in new clothes, thanks to our weight loss. (I love shopping for little clothes.) Clara had said she didn’t …
Of Tom Mix and Clam Chowder
Today would have been my father’s 90th birthday. In honor of the occasion, I’d like to honor some of his favorite things. Tom Mix: My father’s earliest memories included going to the theater to see Tom Mix in a silent movie. To Dad, Tom Mix was a real cowboy. (He certainly had a real hat, …
Someone’s Getting Older (and it’s not me)
Today is my oldest sister’s birthday. She’s now the magical Medicare number. She seems to be taking it pretty well. I, on the other hand, am taking it rather poorly. It’s unnerving to have a sister on Medicare. It’s okay for my Mom to be on Medicare. But my sister? Medicare has always been my euphemism for …
Kissing Frogs
My husband is a sweet eccentric. From reading my blog, you would certainly see the eccentric side – because it’s so much fun to write about. But he’s also quirky enough that some folks have asked me why in the world I was drawn to him in the first place. (as opposed to running for …
Riding In The Car With Daddy
When I was a kid, my father liked to take us all for a ride in the car. Gas was cheap then. We’d drive up to the airport and watch the planes take off. That was exciting in the fifties. None of us thought we would ever get in one. Sometimes we’d go out after …
A Christmas Mom-ism
This is my Mom and I yesterday at our family’s Eve of Christmas Eve party. My niece Naomi took the photo. She’s five years old. I think Mom and I look so happy because we are looking at her. However, I hold Naomi completely accountable for the state of my hair. As far as I’m …
Beyond Clean Underwear: Advice From Mom
Today is my mother’s 88th birthday, so I thought it would be appropriate to re-issue this post from August. BEYOND CLEAN UNDERWEAR: ADVICE FROM MOM My mother’s advice extended far beyond bus-proofing my unmentionables. My mother’s advice was wise, witty, and right. The first advice I remember her offering – (there were lots of ”don’t …
