Genetics are crazy.

Lots of folks we know are having babies right now, and I love to see the pictures of their little nuggets. I like to see specific features that tie back to their parents.

I look like my dad. I always have, and I always will. I look so much like my dad that, even as a child, people who knew him could see him in my face and would ask if we were related. If we were together, side-by-side, there was never any doubt, and there still isn’t. We like to tease people with it. When my parents were visiting in January, whenever I introduced my dad to someone they would just get stuck looking back and forth at the uncanny similarities between my dad and I, and I would say, “Yeah, I really take after my mom.” just to watch the confusion on their faces as they tried to figure that out.

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February 23, 2014

I did it. I did a very bad thing today. I told myself that I shouldn’t do it; that I would, in fact, regret doing it. And then I did it. I picked up a map and I opened it. It’s only February, and I did this to myself. I’ve started “The List” for this … Continue reading February 23, 2014


While I was searching our bookshelves (yes, shelves, as in more than one) for something to read tonight, this caught my eye, and caught it in such a way that I had to sit on the floor and pull it off of the shelf. It was on the very bottom shelf, clear to one side, and had probably been there untouched since we moved here. I smiled, and felt a fluttering in my heart when I pulled it out.

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February 22, 2014

I’m loving me some Pineapple Express. No. Not this one. I’m not into movies that actually make my brain cells commit suicide. I mean THIS Pineapple Express: Per Wikipedia: Pineapple Express is a non-technical term for a meteorological phenomenon characterized by a strong and persistent flow of atmospheric moisture and associated with heavy precipitation from the … Continue reading February 22, 2014

February 21, 2014

It was another exciting day at Casa de Hattan. I spent the morning at the gym and then met up with Manlegs at the resort and had a couple of really good powder runs on the snowboard. After lunch, we came back down to town…to pick this up: This is Manlegs’s new self-torture device. It … Continue reading February 21, 2014

February 20, 2014

Is there any better compliment to hear about your cooking than, “Have you ever considered opening a restaurant?” or “You should have your own bakery.” I mean, is there? What that says to me is, “I would gladly pay money for this food you just made.” And that’s nice. Happy Trails, Laura Continue reading February 20, 2014

February 19, 2014

Next week, Turbo performs at a fundraiser for yoga. Every year, her teacher enters the kids who are of age and wish to compete into the applicable yoga competitions, and every year some of them make the cut and get to attend the National Yoga Competition in New York. The minimum age is eleven, and … Continue reading February 19, 2014

February 18, 2014

Tonight at the gym. Turbo and I are in the locker room. I’m dressed and ready to go, but she takes forever. So, she was there in her undies doing whatever she does that takes so darned long instead of getting dressed. There were other kids around, of course, and other moms, and other ladies, … Continue reading February 18, 2014

February 17, 2014

One of the best things about living in a small town is knowing everyone, and appreciating everyone. Although, I suppose that if you were a real sucky ducky, that is actually what you would hate the most about a small town. I am not a sucky ducky. Therefore, I love it. Today while I was … Continue reading February 17, 2014

February 16, 2014

On our way home from the sleepover… Turbo: “Boys make the best friends.” Me: “Why is that?” Turbo: “Because they’re fun and they’re funny. They like the same stuff I do.” Me: “Don’t you have any girls you like to play with?” Turbo: “A little bit, but they get tired really fast, or they don’t … Continue reading February 16, 2014