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I took Tevye to the doctor this morning. It was his 9 month check up. Past due, I know, but our schedule has been crazy what with all the kids we have as well as moving back into our house. Fortunately I was able to schedule the appointment for early in the morning. normally we…
I am taking this idea from Dawn, who took the idea from somebody else who took the idea from somebody else. “Sarah specified just a few rules: 1) Be sure to note your first concert. 2) Bands you’ve seen as openers or as part of festivals count, but try to come up with 50 headliners…
What does Ash Wednesday mean to me? At times I have a definite idea, so crystal clear, so obvious, it feels like it burns my brain. Other times I have no idea. And so I ponder. Maybe that’s the point. Lent, which began today, is a time of penance as well as reflection. Think of…
This past weekend I took August and Ciaran to Cub Scout Winter Camp. It would be August’s last time and Ciaran’s first. The first year we went there was lots of snow. The second year there was lots of rain. This year it started out raining but cleared up nicely. As is tradition now, we…
Today is President’s Day. What better way to celebrate than with a song from the band the day is named after. No, wait, the band doesn’t have its own holiday? It should. “Some Postman” is from the 2004 album Love Everybody – the last to feature founding member Dave Dederer on guitar. In the video you’ll see…
It has been a couple of weeks. We have been busy with moving back into our own house. The remodel is done to the point where we can move back in, and that has taken up so much time I haven’t really blogged much, let alone take pictures. Here is a selection of those I…
The kids don’t have school tomorrow, Friday, the day before Valentine’s Day. As such they will be doing their “celebration” this afternoon (though as this is getting posted it already happened). Everybody in his class, according to August, is creating a special box to hold their valentines in. Instead of simply having a plain bag…
Last night as we were in the middle of our evening routine getting ready for bed, my daughter Déla currently age 9, said “I don’t want to grow up. I like my childhood.” What more could you ask for?