Black Friday's a comin' and it's time for one of my annual holiday gift guides. Since holiday decorations are already up, I don't feel at all guilty about it, either.Fat, glossy catalogs are arriving daily and I have to admit that I like paging through them much better than I like reading catalogs . . .
Not sure we know what the question is, any more. "Support our troops." Since the younger Bush sent troops over to the Middle each, we hear it all the time. But what does it really mean?It's become almost meaningless, a self-righteous mantra that began around the time of our crazy entry into a war . . .
The "neighbs" and their dogs came over the other afternoon for an impromptu, 1950s-style potluck. Shrimp on the barbie, flatbread with pear, arugula and caramelized onion, cheese, crackers, strawberries, raspberries, lemonade and an abundance of beer and wine. I'd put together a party tune . . .
Most of my most significant old photographs have disappeared. Too many moves, for one thing. But also, when M. and I divorced in 1980, I discarded all our old pictures. Including our wedding album. They were a memory of time and a person I thought were long gone. We didn't have kids; there seemed . . .
Is it really Easter, already? It certainly isn't Easter without Peeps and although I love, love, love Peeps, I've resisted buying any so far. Oh, I know they're pure sugar. And that's the whole reason we love them, isn't it?As you probably know, Peeps scenes have been all the rage for years now. So, . . .
A blessed Christmas to my loved ones and my wonderful readers, near and far. And to all a good night. . . .
I'm just not sure these antlers are me. How the hell am I supposed to wear these? No, I did NOT get into the spiked eggnog! Man's best friend, my ass. All right, all right, if I have to. Don't worry, Little He. They go to sleep early. And payback is hell. . . .
Pachelbel's beautiful, baroque Canon in D reminds me of weddings, funerals and my ex, B. But Transiberian Orchestra's Christmas version reminds me of just that: Christmas. Especially Christmas Eve. Enjoy!Transiberian Orchestra/Christmas Canoncomposed in the late 1600s but only discovered in the 20th . . .
Our Christmas tree sits festively in a corner of the living room, decorated and lit.Underneath are a handful of packages from distant friends and family, but tonight, we'll be opening no gifts for one another this season.Instead, we'll sit by the fire and think about the people we've helped with the . . .
Total cute overload: Video of puppies at Christmas.Maybe this will be the scene at your house tomorrow? . . .