My poor husband. Even before we were married, Steve knew he had a lot to live up to as a husband and a father.
You see, I have the greatest dad in the world. I have been blessed with this kind, loving, encouraging, gentle, fun, generous father who has showed me, from day one, just what […]
Entries Tagged as 'daughters'
Happy Father’s Day, Dad!
June 15th, 2008 · 6 Comments · Father's Day, dad, daughters, dogs, husbands, kids, life, mom, pets
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Right in your own back yard
June 1st, 2008 · 12 Comments · daughters, husbands, pictures
My husband and I love to travel and explore new places. We rarely begin any journey with an itinerary, and yet we always end up having the most remarkable times.
Yes, we have our “Bucket List” of places we’ve yet to visit, places both near and far… but this past Friday night we stumbled upon […]
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Sex and the City at midnight in the suburbs
May 30th, 2008 · 11 Comments · New York City, daughters, husbands
What can get me OUT of bed at midnight…
Slip on a fabulous pair of Manolos…
And say, “Hello, lovahs!” like I mean it?
Yes… Sex and the City.
There is nothing quite like Sex and the City. Funny. Flamboyant. Fabulous!
And I got to see all the fabulousness at a sold-out midnight show at our […]
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Just don’t tell Mommy…
May 15th, 2008 · No Comments · Uncategorized, daughters, grandchildren, kids, life
I have a big secret.
One that makes me a super/great/cool grandma, but a horrible/scoundrel mother.
This morning I picked up my grandson from pre-school. (No, this is not the horrible thing.)
I guess I should give a bit of background information. Audrey asked if I could possibly pick up William from pre-school.
I said, “Sure.”
She said, […]
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Dance Grandma… Dance!
March 2nd, 2008 · 6 Comments · Dancing, daughters, grandchildren, husbands
This morning, Audrey and her little family came to Grandma and Pop-up’s (that’s what they call Grandpa) for breakfast.
And there are many “rules” to breakfast with three little guys, a pregnant mama and one hungry daddy.
First, the bacon must be already sizzling when they arrive. Audrey loves the sounds and aromas of bacon. It […]
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An open letter to Doug
February 6th, 2008 · 8 Comments · daughters, life, memories
Doug, I just want to touch it.
Just once.
I mean, I’ll never have one of my own…
And you should let me touch it. Because we’re friends.
Because we have a history together.
You are my daughter Audrey’s husband’s childhood neighbor. Best friend. Best Man.
Your mother is practically my sister.
I’ve seen your sweet little tush and I […]
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The Christmas Angel
November 29th, 2007 · 10 Comments · Christmas, dad, daughters, holiday, husbands, life, memories, mom, pictures
Christmas memories are oftentimes so clear. So powerful. So immense.
These memories quicken our senses.
And if it is true that to be able to enjoy one’s memories is to live twice, then my Christmas Angel has allowed me to live over and over again… and again.
Each Christmas, when I unwrap my Angel, swirls of […]
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The 26-year-old baby
October 18th, 2007 · 22 Comments · babies, brothers, dad, daughters, fear, husbands, kids, life, mom, sisters
Being the baby of the family certainly has its perks.
As the youngest of my four siblings, my family just kind of accepts (or has become resigned to) the fact that I’m forgetful, always running late and a serious procrastinator. And they pick up the slack for me because, well… I’m the baby.
With that being said, […]
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Throwback Thursday #23
October 10th, 2007 · 19 Comments · Throwback Thursday, dad, daughters, holiday, kids, life, memories, mom, sisters
Since Halloween is just a few weeks away, we thought we’d throw it back to October 1983. Audrey and Jane were so excited to be dressed up as cheerleaders (you guessed it… “A” for Audrey and “J” for Jane!). I (Sharon) took this picture of them posing with my husband/their father, Barry, who was dressed […]
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The Toilet-eth Runnethed Over
October 9th, 2007 · 27 Comments · dad, daughters, dogs, life, mom
Please do not flush anything but toilet paper down the toilet.
I see this sign and signs like it everywhere. I should probably hang them up in my bathrooms at home.
You know when you reach for the toilet paper and there’s none there?
But instead of running upstairs, where you store the toilet paper, you just run […]
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