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A New Home for the Holiday

January 2, 2020

My momma always said, “Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.” ~Forrest Gump

Truer words were never spoken. This year instead of hosting Christmas festivities, my daughter, her husband, and their three daughters hosted us and my son-in-law’s family – his mother, two brothers/wives and a two-year-old. For three days there were thirteen people—nine adults, two two-year-olds, and two four-year-olds—walking, running, jumping, and tumbling around my daughter and son-in-law’s home.


On Christmas Eve we celebrated an updated Slovak meal – Oplatky (a traditional Christmas wafer), oyster stew (a New England addition), Grandma’s Katie’s fried fish, coleslaw, French fries, and Christmas cookies.

Christmas Day brought Santa gifts, a gift-wrapping mess, and some wild and crazy little ones!


The afternoon was spent preparing for Christmas dinner, taking naps, and quiet reading time for the non-nappers.



The dining table was readied. No kid’s table allowed. Everyone had a place at the big table set with Christmas china, shiny silverware, and red and green cloth napkins, a beautiful centerpiece, and one more surprise gift that acted as a place card.


Dinnertime is what our family calls the “witching hour” for the little ones. Usually, no one is happy with anything. My husband and I hoped for the best as we all gathered around the table. Dinner began with a prayer said by the grandchildren. We clinked our glasses, shared delicious food, talked about our favorite part of the day, and laughed. As I looked around the table, I saw the joy of a family gathering together, and not one child asked to be excused from the table early. It was a Christmas miracle!

Behold the happy family!


Don’t look for us there. My husband and I had returned to our home to enjoy the peace and quiet of the Christmas season!

I wish you all a healthy, happy, and prosperous 2020!




Boston Move: Done

July 20, 2010

Friday’s blog was reported missing. The reason:  There was no computer available for me to express the delight of moving my daughter from one apartment to another in the traffic, heat, and humidity of Boston. Below are some of the highlights.

One evening as we were trying to maneuver our way to the new city apartment with a carload of “stuff,” we ran into detours. A detour in Boston is a major disaster because of the one way streets. You can spend an entire week trying to find your destination unless you know where you’re going. Frustrating as it was to go in circles, we got a glimpse of a movie that was being shot— the reason for the detour. 

Okay, you can’t see too much, but it was really neat!  

On Sunday, after moving more belongings to the new apartment, Philip, a very charming friend of our daughter, invited us to relax on his family’s boat for the afternoon.

She looks relaxed. We’re just tired!

Then came the big move.





How much stuff does one person have?

I am happy to report The Adventures of the Mad Movers are over. My husband and I are back home, nursing our aches, pains, and bruises. We’ve made a pact with one another. If there is ever another move, which I’m sure there will be, we’ll be delighted to help by providing our daughter the names and address of professional movers.  


On the Move in Boston: Part 2

July 9, 2010

I arrived safely in Boston on Tuesday and was greeted by my lovely daughter and a blast of wickedly hot air. Notice the temperature. 

And then I was greeted by this.

As you can see, there is much to be done before my daughter’s ninth move is complete. One would think she would have packing down to a science after all of her previous moves. Within one hour of packing together, I knew she needed to enroll in the “Moving 101” class at the local Get-A-Move-On University. Compare the difference in our piece work of packing.

This is hers.

This is mine.


I guess she didn’t get as much packed as I did because she was too busy making a list of things she wanted me to do the next day while she was at work. Who’s the mother and who’s the daughter around here anyway?

Meanwhile, it’s back to work. The sooner I get my chores done the sooner I get to sit back and enjoy the chocolate candy I found while packing up the kitchen pantry.

Dad arrives tomorrow. That should stir up the pot as The Adventures of the Mad Movers continue. Will we succeed in our quest for a quick and easy move from one apartment to another, or will there be a backup in the pack up? See how the move moves next Tuesday!

Moving adventures for the younger set:  It’s Moving Day by Pamela Hickman (Kids Can Press, 2008), Alexander, Who’s Not (Do You Hear Me? I Mean It!) Going to Move by Judith Viorst (Atheneum, 1998)

On the Move in Boston

July 6, 2010

How many moves does it take for a daughter to find a just-right place to live?

In our family, our daughter is approaching nine moves in the past ten years. There was a move to a new place each year during undergraduate school at UW- Madison. Then for three years, we were lucky. Our daughter stayed in one place while working on her Au.D. at Western Michigan University, but she made up for that by moving to Los Angeles for her fourth-year externship. After graduating, she surprised us when she accepted a position in Boston—all the way across the country— where she now works. Since arriving in Boston, she has moved twice and is now about to make her third and final move — so she tells us.

Call us crazy, but my husband and I have been with her each time she makes a move. Even though we keep telling her to find a place and stay there, helping her move is the highlight of my summer. You just never know what’s going to happen!

I leave for Boston this evening. Decisions, decisions. What do I pack?

A dress for movers and shakers?


Dress for movers?

If you’re interested in The Adventures of the Mad Movers, stay tuned for more on Friday. Stress levels should be high and that makes for good storytelling!

Humor Me – The Official Launch

December 3, 2009


“Humor is our way of defending ourselves from life’s absurdities by thinking absurdly about them.”─Lewis Mumford

            During my life, I have managed difficult situations with the use of humor. It’s my coping mechanism. Humor is a great ice-breaker and stress reliever. I love good comedies, funny books, and people with a sense of humor. I say a hearty laugh never hurt anyone. In fact, it’s downright good for you.

            Robert McGrath, a clinical psychologist at the University Health Services at UW-Madison, agrees laughing is good for your health. In an article in the November twenty-third issue of the Wisconsin State Journal, “Is Laughter Really the Best Medicine?” McGrath says laughter has all kinds of benefits. It can be as good as a good workout. Hearty laughter can help your immune system and help manage stress. It exercises skeletal muscles, increases alertness and creativity.

            Quick! A good belly laugh is in order!     

            With that said, welcome to my blog. It’s a mix of life, laughter, and literature. Now take two gi-normous doses of laughter and check back with Humor Me next Tuesday.























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