This Easter marked a momentous occasion for the PCP and, more importantly, me. Somewhere between the ages of four and five, the little darling outgrew smocking. *wipes away a tear* I was in a bit of a pickle on just how to dress the angel since my go-to john johns and peter pan collared shirts… Read More
We began this lovely day with a quick pop-in-the-oven breakfast of bunny tails (Trader Joe’s Danish Pancakes – you MUST try) and potato latkes before tearing into (candy free!) Easter baskets and ultimately heading to mass. After a convivial service, it was time for our much awaited family egg hunt. While the littles scoured the… Read More
Along with my parents and my sister’s mister’s family, we reveled in the lighter side of Easter today. The eggs, that is. Hunting eggs. Boiling eggs. Dying eggs. Redying eggs. Stuffing eggs. You get the picture. Just as soon as we were all up and dressed, we headed to the club for brunch, a visit… Read More
As mentioned the other day, it is our tradition to do all of our spring planting on Good Friday. Mother, who we affectionately call “Pope-ette D”, swears that plants prosper when put in the ground on this holy day. And with a thumb as black as mine, who am I to argue with such belief? … Read More
Dear Miss J, I was perplexed to learn of the exchange you had with Honey last week after the hail storm. It was hysterically relayed to me something like this: “I really don’t like those new people (that would be us) that moved in next door (two years ago) because when there are big storms… Read More
The littles hopped out of bed bright eyed and bushy tailed at what seemed like the crack of dawn so I, regretfully, had to follow suit. Since we were up and at ’em an hour earlier than usual (thank you John for not only waking early, but for getting your brother up too), I checked… Read More
There is an activity Mother, Sister and I all adore *almost* as much as we relish our pots of Paris Tea. And we call it “birding.” It all started a few Christmases ago when Daddy-O gifted Mother a set of binoculars for bird watching in their coastal backyard. Well, before those telescoping glasses ever focused… Read More