Monthly Archives December 2010

redheads and angels

I teach in the primary Sunday school in my church.  The class that Cora would be in actually sits in front of mine during our sharing time, before we split to individual classes. ((The first Sunday I started teaching was actually Cora’s birthday, and when I realized that was the class she should be in…that…
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The Day The Music Died

I won’t even go into the details of how my husband came to possess an electric guitar, but it goes without saying that I could have lived the rest of my days without him owning one. This guitar is a hot mess – I can’t imagine that anyone has touched it in years.  It’s hideous…
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Merry Xmas from DDL!

I hope everyone out there had a wonderful holiday with their family and friends.  Because we are having such a great time visiting family (and my 9 week old won’t let me put him down long enough to type out an entry) things have been sparse here and will continue to be so until I…
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Smacksy Sunday Links

Photo via We Heart It Here is a Christmas classic by Lenny and the Squigtones from my all-time-favorite sitcom, Laverne and Shirley. And then a sweet holiday story about a couple and Santa and mistaken identity. Via my friend Michael. And some post-punk alpacas. You heard me. Happy Sunday.
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Christmas Eve letter

((Every year, I write Cora a letter and stick it in her stocking on Christmas Eve when I fill the others.)) Dear Cora, I’m getting ready to stuff your siblings’ stalkings, and it makes me sad that all I have for you is this letter.  Each year that passes hurts just like the last.  I…
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Santa Claus is Coming… In Through the Patio Door

Today is the last day of advent. Our sweet, wooden advent calendar has been opened every day by my son Bob. The month started with two weeks worth of tiny, individually wrapped Star Wars toys. By the third week, Bob was opening his daily door to reveal little chocolates and his favorite candy: peanut butter…
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Traditions

“There is no ideal Christmas; only the one Christmas you decide to make as a reflection of your values, desires, affections, traditions.” Bill McKibben When I was growing up, my family was an island.  My mom’s entire family lives in South America.  My father’s entire family lives in the Pacific Northwest.  My father was the…
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