School, Snips And Snails, Sometimes Sweet

The Year of the Blonde

Last year was the year of The Brunette. This year, it is apparently the year of The Blonde. What can I say brunettes, the times they are a’changin’. Last year, Sean was in love with his teacher Ms. Vicky, who is a drop-dead gorgeous Latina.  I must say, Sean’s taste in women is exquisite, much like that of his own father who didn’t find anyone exquisite enough to marry until he was 41. Ms. Vicky’s daughter was also in Sean’s pre-K class and every day Sean would come home from school talking about the two lovely…

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Snips And Snails

Never Dull

The other day Sean and I had a couple of errands to run.  It was an ugly sort of day, a day much better suited for staying home, but we had some things that had to be done, so off we went. As we were driving along, we made up a game to see how many words we could come up with to describe the day. I started with the obvious, “Damp.” “Gray,” he countered. It was true. It was a monochrome day, gray from ground to sky. “Cold,” I added. “Still,” he said slowly.  The…

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Christmas, Snips And Snails, Sometimes Sweet

The Christmas Bonus

One of the things I miss the most about having a toddler around the house is the spontaneous and exuberant affection. As a toddler, Sean was given to fits of passion.  Without warning, his teeny tiny heart would seemingly erupt with unrestrained and irrational love.  All that slobbery affection had to go somewhere and I was his favorite target. I miss the days when he would stand in my lap, giggling and bouncing on fat little legs.  I miss how he would wrap his ams around my head and gnaw on my face.  I miss the…

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Christmas, Snips And Snails

Brown Paper

About 20 years ago, someone gave me a big roll of brown paper.  I lugged it home thinking I could do something artsy with it, although I had no idea what. So I stuck it in the back of the closet until such time as an idea came to me.  And there it stayed for about 10 years until I moved and stashed it in the back of yet another closet for another ten years.  Then I had a child.  And an idea.  And the brown paper was finally put to use. About once a week,…

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Always Real, Christmas, Snips And Snails

On Being Brave

Sunday night, the church we attend held its annual Christmas get-together where the children sing Christmas songs and have their picture taken with Santa and Mrs. Claus.  So we donned our gay apparel and off we went. Sean had been looking forward to going because he knew that Santa would be there and he wanted to make sure Santa knows that he wants a bow and arrow for Christmas.  He doesn’t really believe in Santa, but Sean is the kind of guy who likes to cover his bases. At the same time, he was not looking…

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Christmas, Snips And Snails

Not So Secret Santa

So mom, do you know what you’re getting for Christmas? I’m getting something for Christmas!? Wow, I’m so excited! Do you know what it is? No, I have no idea. Guess. I don’t want to guess. Just guess. Okay……. I have no idea. Want me to give you a hint? No, I think I’d like to be surprised. Okay I’ll give you just one hint. No really I think I’d like to be surprised. Okay, it’s something that you wear. Something that you wear.  Hmmm…. Deodorant? Mom. Earrings? No. Um, I have no idea. Okay, here’s…

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Snips And Snails

The Sad Sheriff

Why is the sheriff so sad? He is sad because he lost his badge and how can you be a sheriff without a badge? You can’t. If you have a gun but no badge, you are not a sheriff, you are a cowboy.  The power is in the badge, not the gun. While assisting an elderly gentleman in bringing down boxes of Christmas ornaments from the attic, this young sheriff, unable to stay on task, spied a Christmas ornament in the shape of a star. He claimed the star for his sheriff’s badge and put it…

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