Tag: Christmas
Food Gone Wild!
The end of one year and the beginning of another is a time rife with reflection and revelation. Here is mine: I have a problem. I’m hoping that, by talking about it, I’ll be able to finally get some help and work through it. The problem has flared up over these past weeks and is […]
Yes, Benjamin, There is Possibly Not a Santa Claus
The gig is up. Or could be. It’s hard to say. After dinner, Doug calls out to me from where he is putting Benjamin to bed. I trudge upstairs begrudgingly (Why can’t he put the boy to bed by himself? Doesn’t he know I’m doing the dishes/checking Facebook/playing a round of Angry Birds: Seasons?) until […]