I spent Saturday afternoon with my mother making pizzelle. I have always been fascinated with the pizzelle iron as a child. My mother got her iron forty three years ago on her 25th wedding anniversary as a gift from her mother-in-law, my Grandma Jennie. I told my mother that when she croaks I get the …
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Happy birthday, Mama! Happy birthday, me!
Happy birthday, Mama! Happy birthday, me!. Deborah is such a wonderful writer. She found her voice chronicaling her mother's life and challenges, and what's resulted is a real love of writing. I have always loved to write, but writing my mother's stories has given me the confidence and strength to actually let other people read …
I’m Baaaaaccckkkk…
I feel like a poltergeist these days, drifting in and out of several places at once. It's been a few weeks since I've posted anything. Between Jeremy and I being handyman- impaired and having to paint my daughter's bedroom before school gets too far underway, to getting her (and us) ready for Junior High, to …
Memories Should Not Be Made of This
The beautifully written post Missed Memories moves me to write something deep from within my heart. My mother just turned 88 this past July 4th, and like iscribblings said about her grandmother in the post below, we always celebrate my mother's birthday like it's a holiday- because, well it is. But that was not the case …
I’m a Blogger Now
This is a huge step for me. A blog. I am becoming a blogger. It doesn't sound pleasant, and I can't stop thinking of Harry Potter's Quidich team and the bludgers- those big black iron balls that try to knock the players off their broomsticks. My goal here is not to knock anyone off his or …