Two days of cleaning, a day and a half of cooking, a gallon each of homemade soup and chili, dusted bookcases and I was practically stood up. Yeah. No aunts or uncles or cousins. One…
Posts tagged Nolan
On the third day of Christmas vaction my true love gave to me — a slippery, shiny ice storm
Bedtime: 1:50 a.m. Waketime: 7:28 a.m. Goals for the day: Move the mattress up into the still empty master bedroom, grocery shop, stay awake. Instead of braving the shiny, ice-coated streets to go wrap gifts…
I’d wear Superman underwear anyway
I was helping The Tibbles put on their pajamas before going downstairs to watch “the ghost movie” with the lights off and eat Nutter Butters (the ghost movie they were demanding? Casper Meets Wendy). “Why…
Tattoed love boys
Here’s the good thing about being an Aunt: you can cover your nephews with superhero tattoos. And you don’t have to worry about them going to school, because they aren’t your kids.
Dirty girl
Cade popped up from behind the couch and leaned in to sniff me, crinkling his nose. “You should take a bath.” “What?” I asked. He leaned in again making sniffing noises. “You smell.” “Thanks,” I…
Random bits from Tuesday’s family dinner
Despite my howls of protest, my family has instituted family dinner night on Tuesdays. Since the bowling alley closed my parents have found themselves with more free time then they know how to fill. Thus…