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January 24, 2016
We are having some friends over for dinner. “I’ll keep it simple,” I said. “Just soup and sandwiches.” So onto Pinterest I go to find a few new recipes. “We should have variety,” I think. “I’ll make a few different kinds of soup and get different kinds of deli meats and cheese, so people can make what they want.” This turned into a trip to Costco. And Target. And Giant Eagle. And Kroger. I’m making chili. And Cream of Chicken...
January 17, 2016
As professionals, we attend conferences. Businessmen, salespeople, educators; attorneys, therapists, and home-based business folks; they all go to conferences. And so do trauma surgeons. Turns out, we aren’t as dumb as we look: one national trauma organization has it’s conference each year in January in a warm locale, usually Florida or Texas, and another major group meets out West at a ski resort. These conferences are equal parts learning, networking, and, I’ll admit it, playing! Travel from Ohio to…well, anywhere…can...
January 13, 2016
Scott and I went away for a quick couples ski weekend and we left the kids in the care of Scott’s mom. We returned on Monday night to find that all four children remained alive and well. The house was exceptionally clean (thank you, Mawmaw!). The children had been fed and read to and loved all weekend. We started to unpack and rapidly assimilated back into our “parent roles”. We dumped out the kids’ backpacks to make sense of the homework we needed...
January 3, 2016
In our family, we have a little tradition we simply call “Top 3”. This is a game we play, usually at dinner time, when I call out, “Tell me your ‘Top 3’ of….” vacation, Christmas, the weekend, whatever the most recent time or event is. I torture them with my little game on vacations and holidays. I secretly love the little groans and eye rolls I get when I yell out “Top 3”!! Bwah, hah, hah…. Last summer, when we...
January 1, 2016
Yesterday, we all posted/blogged/tagged/tweeted and otherwise shouted out our excitement and hopes for 2016. “It’s gonna be a great year!” “Turning over a new leaf!” “The best year ever!” So here we are. January 1. Does it feel any different? Not really. Whatever magic we thought would happen overnight to make our lives instantly turn into some Pinterest worthy Norman Rockwell ideal, didn’t come through. The house remains messy. The kids remain loud. I remain tired. And you know, I...