Adventures and Misadventures in Boulder, Colorado
Dear Holiday Diary, I sat down this morning for the first time in weeks. My butt was like, "What are we doing? We're not sitting in a car driving to town to Christmas shop. FOR GOD'S SAKE. WE DON'T HAVE TIME TO SIT, DO WE?" Switching gears after pushing myself for weeks is harder than you think.... Continue Reading →
I cranked out four cakes today. Four! I should have quit while I was ahead. I could have spent the time inking my Christmas card. Mistakes were made.
Dear Holiday Diary, After a week of decorating, I still am surrounded by doodads and ditzies just begging to be made into some form of centerpiece, swag or other holiday shimmery thing. It doesn't help that I keep looking up at my cupboards with the memory of this ceiling I spied while in Denver. Thanks... Continue Reading →
I have spent hours sketching, drawing, crafting, cutting, slicing and pasting my Christmas cards in a sort of elf-like assembly line without the elves. While up to my elbows in paper scraps, I looked forward to that blissful nirvanic state attained after slipping them into envelopes. A lot of love goes into each card and... Continue Reading →
I've been surfing the net for the wildest gifts online and would like to share a few unusual finds with you. Some are wilder than others, but they are all meant for someone who has everything or a sense of humor. The Power Nap Head Pillow can be found at Bedding In Because naptime... The... Continue Reading →
It was a sunny Wisconsin morning the first time it happened. My mother screamed and ran into our bedroom waking my sister Patty and me from a sound slumber. I thought my small heart would explode. I bolted from our shared bed and followed her to the picture window of our apartment. “There’s a purple... Continue Reading →
One of my annual holiday traditions is creating our family Christmas card. In the last couple of days, I have drawn and copied, cut, folded and stacked all of the parts that will be ready to glue and assemble. With around 24 hours into this art project, I would guess that I am just about... Continue Reading →
Do I look terrified or what? My sister escaped! Let me start out by clarifying that I love the idea of Santa Claus as the embodiment of joy and generosity for children around the world. But it was the department store Santa with the nasty cigarette and coffee breath I endured for the sake of... Continue Reading →
Don't I look confident? It is all a facade. When my children were younger, I would get nervous just thinking about Thanksgiving. Roasting that humongous bird was intimidating. All those years of my own mother making the perfect feast loomed over my head and I feared that I would make the dreaded - dried out turkey.... Continue Reading →
Back in the day, the Friday after Thanksgiving was the traditional kick-off for holiday shopping. After perusing the advertisements in the morning, we would devise a plan for the next day. Then we would enjoy time with our family by watching the Macy’s parade, football games, indulging in delicious food, giving thanks and then relaxing.... Continue Reading →
Susie Lindau's Wild Ride 