Today is my Mom’s birthday. We celebrated last weekend, knowing that this weekend was packed and we couldn’t get away. We delivered the hall tree Derek made for her condo, we had cake and sang, poorly, in our family’s traditional way. Derek sings with confidence, my brother murmurs and I tend to alter the words into something that makes sense only to me. It’s chaos in every key! …
My brother doesn’t like to get stuff for his birthday. I’ll see something or another I think he would like but I know better than to buy it. …
When Erin and Rob come to visit, there’s food, fun and lots of laughter. Their arrival coincided with Rob’s birthday so we made sure our wait staff at the Mandarin were aware of that fact. …
On my last milestone birthday – one that ended in 0 – I wanted to jump out of a plane. My wish was to do a tandem skydive. The idea scares me to death so it seemed like a good one. …
My face feels like butter. On Friday morning, it felt more like 10 miles of gravel road. My heart feels like it swelled up to pumpkin size and then shrivelled back down to the face of an apple doll before settling at about half-full. My tummy – well, let’s not even go there. …
A couple of birthdays ago, I gave Derek a gift certificate for a helicopter flying lesson at St.Thomas Airport. He loves helicopters and has often said that if he had it to do all over again, he’d like to fly one. This was as close as I could get him. It included a 15 minute flight.
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It’s my Mom’s birthday today! …
I used to wish I had a sister. Not instead of my brother, but in addition to him. Sisters seemed to share an intuitiveness. And their clothes. But my parents never came through for me! …
The idea was to create a bunch of little events throughout the year because it’s a milestone birthday-year for Derek. It began with the trip to Iceland. And I haven’t thought of how it will end, yet. (I’m open to ideas!) But here in the middle, his daughter was going to come from Nova Scotia for a surprise visit. …
Yesterday was my brother’s birthday. I call him my baby brother because he’s 20 months younger than me, but about a foot-and-a-half taller. It amuses me to call him that, while looking straight up to make eye contact with him. …
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Like a hunted wildebeast or the elusive sasquatch, capturing a two-year-old in the wilds of his own birthday party is not for the easily fatigued. …
The little man in my life, Ryker, turned one on the weekend. Ryker is the son of my Little Sister, Tabitha, and her guy Nick. I’m Grandma Lisa, or at least, I will be when he starts talking! …
I can’t think of another time I’ve ordered something online and it’s gone this wrong. I don’t think the way I ordered it is the problem. The problem is the company I ordered it from. …
During a Facebook chat with my 21-year-old nephew yesterday I jokingly told him that the older you get, the older middle age gets. …
Mamasita. Matka. Mamoo. Moo. Ma. Helen. Mrs. H. …
So the sixth time was the charm! After five cancellations because of weather, my milestone birthday gift got off the ground on Saturday morning.
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I have a feeling that the only thing my brother will hate more than being sung to in a restaurant is having his photo posted here. Oh well! …
In case you didn’t know it was my birthday, well, I’m making darn sure you do! I was born on a Thanksgiving Day and celebrate on one every few years. …