“I’m Going To Go Get… Nothing.”

Cohiba had knee surgery almost two weeks ago. (He messed up some ligaments working a Jiu Jitsu move he doesn’t normally do.)  He was instructed to fast starting midnight the night before, but his surgery wasn’t scheduled until 2 PM the next day. So he was really really hunger, and bordering on hangry, which is normally me.

I told him I was gonna pick up some coffee right after I dropped him off and he was like, “Gah! Don’t tell me that!”

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St. Nicholas Eve

I got gold coins today. To put in our shoes tonight. For St. Nicholas Eve. This is a big step.

Since Wee One’s arrival, I’ve been trying to figure out what I want to tell her about Santa and all the other Christmas “things.”  Do I want to do Elf on the Shelf? Do I want to go all out with Santa? Only talk about Jesus? Talk about the other holidays around the end of the year?

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Remember The Time… You Went To Your First Boy/Girl Dance?

REMEMBER

Ah, pre-adolescence.  Has it changed since I was a young lass? Since my Wee One is only 2, I’ll let you know in about 8-10 years. So until then, I’ll just talk about

One of my first dances was in the small gym in the upstairs of a church, where my school was. There were about 150 kids in the whole building, so the dance was pretty small. And honestly, it seemed stupid. These were the same kids I saw every day. They were mean to me, I didn’t like being around them, so I didn’t see how going to a dance with them would be special.

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