Yes, I have known for a while now, I lead an “exciting” life. More often than not, I have felt like that cliche spinster teacher that lives by herself in a house filled with stray cats, except in my case I have mini doxies. Even my own daughter calls me the crazy doxie lady. Sigh.
I listened as he described why he was calling.” My wife heard his name and was intrigued enough to stop and listen .
“Yea, I heard a news report about how cold it was in Denver and figured it must be at least that cold in the Springs.”
My wife’s eyebrows went up, sensing that something had to be wrong. Mark would not have called just to talk about the weather
Do you have a treasured ornament or decoration that holds a special place? Do you have a memory of a special ornament that hung on your grandparent’s tree? Share your memory here.
I don’t think you’re normal if you did not, as a child, ever want to escalate a reasonable game of tag up into a good climbing tree. Well, my buddies and I actually did it one day with Rick Van Bebber serving as our leader du jour. Rick was an audacious and charismatic kid who often came up with ideas that took us to where too-much-fun turned into downright-dangerous. Thus we often made him our leader.
Sadly, my sisters were blind to her presence. They were too busy going for blood. Both my mom and I were just about to jump in and stop the brawl when—CRASH!—my sisters “took down” the Christmas tree.
Ornaments were catapulted through the air, exploding on impact. POP! POP! POP! My sisters were sprawled in the artificial tree, its “trunk” snapped by their combined weight.
I had to swallow any thought of panic. My right cheek was right at the water level and any movement splashed more mud into my face. I was getting very cold. My helmet had to stay above water or it might short out and plunge me into darkness. I became acutely aware that I was stuck in a rock tube…..
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What are you thankful for this year? Or share a favorite Thanksgiving memory.