Life Is Short

It’s been a looooong time since I’ve written in my blog. Holidays. Visitors. Work. Cub Scouts. Ballet. I got busy. Caught up, bogged down and overwhelmed. Then, yesterday, something profound happened. A piece of my heart broke and it made…

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Toys”R”Us

If you grew up in the 70’s or 80’s, the mailman held the key to your Santa Wish List. It weighed 20 pounds, gave you 1,000 paper cuts and contained everything your little heart desired. I’m talking about the Toys”R”Us…

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Gingerbread House

The 5th Pain of Christmas is arts and crafts. We’re not good at building things. I think the gingerbread speaks for itself.

Nice Buns

Some little girls were blessed with long, thick, full heads of hair. That means they have nice buns. It also means they don’t share any genes with me. The 5th Pain of Christmas is trying to get my daughter’s hair…

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Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire

Around the holidays every parent turns into a big fat liar. Day in and day out, I hear myself repeating, “Santa is watching.  I’m calling Santa. Santa called and said you’re on the naughty list. Santa wanted me to tell…

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Old Saint Nick

Gifts are fun and festive and thoughtful. They’re also another significant factor in the 12 Pains of Christmas. Why? Let me count the ways. The Planning. No matter how many times you make a list of all the people you…

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Smile, It’s Christmas!

Grady was born in 2010. That means I’ve been concepting, writing, designing and addressing Christmas cards for 8 years now. In my opinion, this is one of the biggest pains in the ass that comes with the holiday season. You…

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Six Weeks Later

Forgive me, children. It’s been six weeks since my last blog post and these are the reasons why. 1. October was nuts. Mainly because of Halloween. It’s my favorite holiday of the year and we have our annual Trick-or-Treat party.…

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Windshield Wipers

In 1902, a woman named Mary Anderson was riding a trolley through a storm in New York City. Because the motorman couldn’t see through the wet, sleet-covered, double-pane glass of the windshield, he did the next best thing and drove…

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Just My Luck

After a long day of work and kids and more work, I finally got into bad at 9 PM. I could feel my body melting into the sheets as I turned on the TV for some superficial entertainment. I barely…

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