In How I Earned My Wrinkles, Musings on Marriage, Motherhood and Menopause, I poked fun at myself in quite a few chapters. I have to be very careful with the order of those words. If I confuse them (like that could happen) it’s totally different story. Just imagine Marriage, Menopause and Motherhood: If I had a baby during menopause! In addition to…
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God Is Weaving a Tapestry
Some days I feel like God is smiling at me. This was one of those days. My four grandkids were visiting. We had planned to go to Upham Beach nearby to let the kids get their wiggles out before bedtime. Naturally, two of them fell asleep in the car. The other two were wide…
The Spider’s View
My daughter had just walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Her long hair was piled high in a blue striped towel. “Ekkkkk That is the largest spider I have ever seen in your house!” she screamed. I imagined a baby dinosaur size creature. I ran to get the broom and my…
How To Know You’re a Grandmom
When my kids were little, I constantly tried to keep the house clean. With five kids, it was futile. We always had sports equipment, school bags, lunchboxes, and jackets piled in the entrance hallway. You had to climb over a mound to get to the kitchen. This made me crazy! That’s a mother. When…
My Birthday Eve
Tomorrow I will reach my grand 66th birthday. That is really hard to believe because I feel it should be my 39th birthday. No! No! No! That would mean I had to go through peri-menopause again, so lets forget 39. Maybe I’ll choose 45. Then again, that was the year my body added twenty…
My Musical Rear End
Let me confess at the start. I like to sing, but I am not blessed with a harmonizing voice. I can’t sing. I even hum off key. This is why I was shocked when my rear end began singing musical notes. I noticed it this week when I threw off the covers and sprang (okay…
Missing My Younger Dad on Father’s Day
My dad, Jimmy Lawless, will celebrate his ninety-fifth birthday in Heaven this April. I can’t even imagine him as an old man. He never needed a wheelchair or lugged oxygen canisters behind him while he was alive. He rode his blue bicycle every day, waving to the neighbors into his sixties….
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I Believe
I recently received a request to make a list of things I believe in. Here goes: I believe we should cherish those we love. I believe grandkids are sent to make up for putting up with our kids as teenagers. I believe that kiss can heal most cuts and scrapes. I believe that a…
One Hundred and Sixty-Eight
I didn’t know until yesterday just how much my younger granddaughter loved me. She announced it as we were stretched out on the air mattress in the playroom. “Gigi, I love you so much,” she said as she rolled closer. “I love you 168!” “What?” I responded, “That’s a really big number.” “I know, ”…
Cowgirl Boots and Thongs
Ohhhh! I read that statement and thought, “Where’s my list?” There are so many things I think about doing. I give them serious thought, to be honest. I thought about throwing out all my panties and replacing them with thongs. I thought about it for three straight weeks. I obsessed over the colors, the width…
Lamb Chops and Parenting
There was a time thirty-five years ago, I thought I’d have little ones attached to my leg forever. They favored my left leg, consequently I had one toned, muscular leg. I could move three children at one time, just by taking a few steps. I was an Uber of an old dimension. During those…