Mother’s Day May 11th, 2014 @ 5:16 am PDT
This is the last photo taken of me and my mother together. My little sister took it on May 11, 2012, when I visited mom at Coastal Rehab in Port Orange, Florida for Mother’s Day weekend. Mom died three months later, and I miss her more than words can say.
Baby, It’s Cold Outside December 25th, 2013 @ 6:15 am PST
A modern take on a holiday classic
Christmas Eve, 2013 December 24th, 2013 @ 8:12 am PST
This is our second Christmas without mom. Last year I wrote a little bit about our Christmas Eve traditions, but I don’t have it in me this year. Christmas will be exactly 500 days since she died, which is simultaneously meaningless and important. I miss her so much.
iTunes Tuesday: Building a Smart Christmas Playlist December 24th, 2013 @ 7:06 am PST
In which I explain how to build an iTunes smart playlist of holiday music
Tearjerkers December 17th, 2013 @ 8:21 am PST
Oh, man. If you haven’t already seen them yet, pause for three minutes, break out the Kleenex, and watch these ads from Apple and Coca-Cola. They’re two of the best commercials I’ve ever seen.
#FridayFive: Favorite Christmas Songs December 13th, 2013 @ 5:37 am PST
Read the Friday Five …Twenty-Seven Eight-by-Ten Color Glossy Pictures November 28th, 2013 @ 9:32 am PST
You can get anything you want at Alice’s Restaurant.
Turkeys Away! November 28th, 2013 @ 6:22 am PST
Turkeys Away: An Oral History of the Most Famous Episode of WKRP in Cincinnati
One More Holiday I Will Not Celebrate March 25th, 2013 @ 10:57 pm PDT
My mom loved Easter. She had a fondness for Cadbury eggs, even though — if I remember correctly — she almost never ate one because they upset her stomach terribly. When we were very, very young she used to play three or four songs on her guitar and we’d all sing along. I know probably […]
Happy Valentine’s Day February 14th, 2013 @ 9:23 am PST
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday’s Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee […]
