Christmas Memory: My First Missed Christmas

It's become somewhat of a tradition that on the last post before Christmas I share a memory or anecdote from my past. I have always been a very family-oriented person, and even in college and after, I tried to make it home for every Christmas and always did, but one winter things changed. It was Christmas … [Read more...]

Thanks(giving) For The Memories

When I was a kid, Thanksgiving was a major family holiday. We had close and extended family packed into my aunt's house and the tables were filled with every food imaginable. The Thanksgivings of my childhood are filled with memories of playing tag in the backyard and watching football games with the … [Read more...]

Entertaining Guests? Make Room At Home Or At A Venue

When I was a kid, family parties were always done at the home of a relative. Christmas, Thanksgiving and Easter were major family functions where homes were filled to the brim with children and adults. Entire rooms were cleared of furniture and breakables to make room for tables and chairs. When my … [Read more...]

Wienie Roast Time: Tips for Making an Outdoor Fire Pit

Over the past few days, I've had to turn the heat on at night, which reminded me that we're coming up on wienie roast weather. Yeah! There's nothing better than a gathering of friends hovering over a fire roasting meat and singeing their eyebrows off. The key to a great wienie roast is, of course, … [Read more...]

This Little House: Moving to a Larger Home

I grew up in the same house for 18 years and always dreamed of moving to a new place. When I finally made it out on my own, I never stayed anywhere for very long. A couple of years, and I would get tired of the same scenery and want something different. When we decided to raise a family, I realized … [Read more...]

Give the gift of Ho-Ho-Hope this year!

As I sit here writing this blog, I feel silly, happy, tired and sentimental all at the same time! I gaze at my daughter across the room thinking back to the days when she was a baby. She's moving out. Off to her own apartment at 20 years of age. As we talk, my eyes drift behind her to the hope chest … [Read more...]