From the glint in his father’s eye, to the teeniest, tiniest speck in his mother’s womb, to three. Today he is three. Ahhhh, birthdays. What a beautifully happy, incredible reminder of why we are, of how we began, of where we have been and what lies ahead. A celebration of life, of being, of THIS …

The way I see it, there are two types of people in this world … Those who prefer to make their bed each and every morning aka Team Tidy & Those who would rather not  aka Team Eh. & after researching this topic for many, many years by simply living with certain people, I’ve come …

I know I’m addicted, I’ve admitted my obsession many a time but, my reaction surprised even me when I discovered my deader than dead Fitbit. “SAY WHAT ?!???” I screeched  as I screeched to a halt& yes, it’s true.I panicked. I PANICKED I have been tracking each and every step of mine for a few …

Some days I wake up and swear I am reliving yesterday& the day before yesterday & the day before that one too. same ol. same olsame ol everything & on some days all those same days just seem to clump together into one big lump of nothing ever changes& I sometimes fight to keep from …

As I sit here on this Monday morning, I am thinking about last week and lines.Waiting in lines. Two specific lines, actually. Different days, same place, standing at the carry out of my very favorite diner. Normally, I don’t do carry out at that awesome place because I’d rather dine in& never do I do …

It was November 2, 2016 Chicago Cubs v Cleveland Indians & he wondered if I wanted to watch Game 7 with them. ‘Them’ being, him and Sister #2. “You can, if you want”, Dad said, “It’s ok” & I paused and err-ed and umm-ed as my brain shouted, “OH NO YOU CAN’T ! ! ! …

Not too many people know this little tidbit about me but hey, it’s the weekend. I think I’ll spill. Way, Way, WAY back in the day I took electric guitar lessons. Older Brother did too. Miss Millie was our teacher. She was a nice little lady who lived on our street. Big Bro and I …

If there is one thing I love in life, it’s a blank sheet of  paper and a good writing pen. Yep. Hand me a journal or pad or notebook or any form of lines and ink & uh huh, You’ve got me. So, it really comes as no surprise that I have a few tools …

I was ten years old or thereabouts & Family and I were on a picnic. Mom, Dad, Aunts, Uncles, Brothers, Sisters, Cousins, Grandparents. Yep, we were all there. I remember a pond being there too & I don’t recall if we fished, but we looked at, pondered and pestered water critters that day. All day. …

For those of you who are regular readers of my rambles, I apologize.umerActually no, I don’t. You see, I can’t help myself.It’s a force that takes over every single time I am with them  & every parent or grandparent or aunt or uncle or cousin or friend or human being should surely understand. BabiesChildrenKids, tots, …