It’s the last day of winter break and our boys return to school tomorrow, assuming there’s no snowpocalypse (which, in Kentucky, means 1-2 inches of anything white). Transitions like this always inspire me to work on piles of unfinished business. So, today I am: – writing thank you notes for[Read more]
Our younger son was born on Epiphany (January 6) and while having a birthday so close to Christmas has its drawbacks, he definitely benefits from the extra dose of mommy guilt it inspires. Last year, we splurged and took him and several of his friends to the Louisville Science Center[Read more]
Fans of the television show Supernatural know what to expect when Carry on, My Wayward Son, by Kansas, begins to play. It’s the season finale. Time for resolution for at least some of the plot lines, mixed with hints of what’s to come when the story resumes. The song plays[Read more]
I am having way too much fun achieving my goal of wrapping Christmas gifts without buying anything new and/or using something disposable. Gifts of jewelry and handmade ornaments that we mailed to out-of-town relatives were wrapped in holiday hand towels I bought years ago (probably at an after-Christmas sale) but[Read more]
The slow and painful march toward Christmas continues in the Bradley household. Most days, my natural sarcasm and gifts for redirection are enough to abate the growing tide of impatience in our sons. But there are moments when the moans and groans of “How many more days?” demand something more.[Read more]
It’s been far too long since my last post. So long that I realized I’ve been avoiding my own website – like the moldy Tupperware in the back of the fridge. Ignoring it does nothing but put off the inevitable, but avoidance is so much easier than facing what waits[Read more]