We made it through our first Thanksgiving without mom. I think she would have been pretty proud of the dinner I cooked today. It sure was good and only slightly burnt. I went a little over my target time to have dinner on the table, but that was okay. I made some pretty delicious meals…
My mother did not like to cook. She did so because her family like to eat and because that was one of her jobs. Sure there were times when we gave her a break from that task and did the cooking for her. There were other times when she just did not feel like cooking…
I know that I am not alone when choosing seven as my lucky number, but that number does not feel very lucky to me anymore. As a matter of fact, I would not mind at all if the seventh day of the month was removed entirely. Today is November 7 and marks 2 months and…
Hey mom and dad, You won’t believe what I was doing the past week. You know how much I hate going on long car rides? Well I just took a four state journey. Not even sure how many miles I put on the van, but it was four hundred buck in gas to pull it…
I am going on a little trip and will be back next week. I am going to see various family members in a couple of the western states. Heading over to Arizona to see my cousin Larry and then driving up to Utah to see my nephew and my cousin Sherry. After that I am…
Go figure.. who would have guessed a guy pounding on the ivory keys could make me so happy and so sad at the same time. You may remember from a previous post that I mentioned this song was my parent’s “song”. [youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZQNe8IMLtQ&w=560&h=315]
WARNING: If you do not want to hear details about my mother’s passing, then skip this post. Hit a rough patch in the road that is life without parents, tonight. Sometimes the cogwheels in my cranium are stuck in turbo mode and I can’t shut the system down. I was feeling a bit lost this…
He attacks the shower nozzle. Okay so really this is just Apache having a bath, but he looks ferocious doing it eh? I could tell by his behavior the day mom passed away and the first couple days after, he knew something was different. It took quite a bit a time before he…
I miss refilling your pill boxes. I miss you wanting to go to Starbucks. I miss waking up at odd hours of the night and hearing you ask why I am awake. I miss putting that goop on your scalp left by the tumor. I miss cooking you dinner. I miss hearing you call me…
This picture has special meaning to me. This is my father’s salute to me. My dad, mom and their Canadian friends Mike and Veronica are sitting at a restaurant and bar in Puerto Vallarta called Las Palomas. My father and I didn’t have many things we bonded over, but for some reason having a Corona…