I have a confession to make. I was going to make it on Saturday, but late Friday night an insidious sore throat wrapped it’s spiky fingers around my neck, and I have been curled up in my bed ever since. After extra helpings of hot tea, deep sleep, and warm baths, I finally able to [...]
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keyboard confessional
Posted in the ones about hungryman, tagged family, love, romance, valentine's day on February 19, 2008 | 14 Comments »
worst case scenario
Posted in the ones about hungryman on January 28, 2008 | 3 Comments »
“Mama, Florida is a really long ways away. If we drive to Florida we are going to have to take Daddy with us. ‘Cause that’s a long ways to go without Daddy. ‘Cause we would be on the highway and you would get all tired and then somebody would crash us and then Daddy wouldn’t [...]
man of constant hunger
Posted in the ones about hungryman on January 23, 2008 | 9 Comments »
Last Thursday after a delectable course of three cheese lasagna with spinach and basil and a mixed green salad with sweet peppers and avocados, HungryMan (also known as Nate) headed to the kitchen to prepare himself a man-sized lunch portion. I was helping Ava get ready to go to a reception at church, so he [...]
how would you like this
Posted in the ones about hungryman on December 21, 2007 | 12 Comments »
for a white elephant gift: 1/2 liter of Sprite 1 bag of ACT II microwavable KettleCorn 1 DVD of Ocean’s Thirteen Oh, wait the DVD is actually a rental from Red Box and there’s a note on the DVD: “Please return by 9 pm Sunday.” Last night was our annual White Elephant Gift Party with [...]
gorgeous balloon in the land of giants
Posted in the ones about ava, the ones about badgers & friends, the ones about hungryman on July 17, 2007 | 14 Comments »
Sometime last year, a speaker at the mom’s group at my church made some comment about how moms need to let dads be dads. That our children have two parents for a reason and each brings unique qualities out in our children. She told us not to mother our husbands and hamper them from putting [...]
