Category: Holiday

Thanksgiving Followup

So, Todd didn’t cry after the game. I know I promised Iron Bowl, Part II, but I am all out of witty comments. Here is the abridged version: We left the game, and “borrowed” a couple of cokes. We hitched a ride back to our car with Ned’s mom, Gwen. We parked at Todd’s old Jr. High and I got… Read more →

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Thankful, Part II

I really wanted to post about my weekend in Auburn, the Iron Bowl, seeing old friends, and Georgia surprisingly beating Tech. But I have had too much to do today to do the weekend justice. Instead, i will just give Thanksgiving picture love. . . . Cousins Malex Dash Tiller Princess Visiting Puppy (Yes, she came up with that name… Read more →

The Ghost Toys of Christmas Past

So, my online friend and fellow blogger, Melanie, wrote a really funny post about having to find a particular toy for her daughter for Christmas. Zhu Zhu pets? I know that my mother is just waiting in the wings to laugh her butt off at me when I go through this v. same thing some Christmas soon. She is still… Read more →

Time Warp

Things are so different now than they were when I was a kid, but then i am always surprised that some things stay the same. Rollie’s class went on a field trip to a farm. They did a hayride, and made corn husk dolls, and Rollie got off the bus wearing an Indian feather headband, and carrying a pumpkin. (Or… Read more →

A Halloween Story

Last night, we took the kids trick or treating, despite the misty rain, and the mud, and the fact that the Gators were still in the midst of kicking Georgia’s ass. Sometimes, it is better to just walk away and eat candy and drink beer. Rollie was a mummy (Not that fun a costume to put together, and even worse… Read more →

Taking Off the Training Wheels

In all the school speech hubbub of yesterday, I didn’t get around to posting what I really wanted to post: My baby boy learned to ride his bike without training wheels yesterday. My mom told me that I started wanting to learn to ride my bike at age four. She said all the older kids were riding theirs, and I… Read more →