And here you have it oh father-in-law of mine. My gift to you. The opportunity to SEE your precious grand-children exactly as they are, with all the screaming, crying, look-at-me-look-at-me chaos, and then getting to walk away and actually enjoy your day on your own terms.
Happy Birthday, big guy.
For Father’s Day, Steve got a veritable plethora of gifts: leather gloves, stainless water bottle, drill holster, bag of peanut butter chips, plaid shirt - because, you know, nothing says Happy Father’s Day like a bag of peanut butter chips. One of the random assortment of gifts of honor also included a Journey CD. [...]
If we were to be graded this year on our ability to prepare and deliver birthday gifts in a timely fashion, we would be receiving a big fat F, as in ‘Frankly, You’re Incompetent’
So guess what, oh lovely Mother-in-Law of mine? Your proxy gift will maybe, hopefully, and with any kind of luck be [...]
(click here to see Part I).
I’d like to dedicate this second installment to my mother and my husband. For putting up with each other. For putting up with me. And for being even more amazing the second time than you were the first time.
Looking back over my life, I have made the stark [...]
Well Sis, you know we would really have loved to help you celebrate your big three-oh, alas, all you’ll be getting from us this year is a giant bucket of disappointment, served up with a healthy helping of Biblical-scale storms. We are thinking of you, and hoping that you have a fun and memorable [...]