Part 41 – I’m a Christmas Present

In my younger days I liked to climb the Christmas tree as soon as Mom set it up. Some years I delighted in knocking all of the pretty balls to the floor. At first they would shatter on the floor, but later Mom switched those for plainer ones that I’m sure were plastic. There was also the year that she hung red satin balls. They weren’t … Continue reading Part 41 – I’m a Christmas Present

Part 37 – Nothing Lasts Forever

Mom met Dad years and years ago when he was the service manager where she had her car repaired. He was known by his coworkers for his sarcastic one liners. Dad actually told her, “Nothing Lasts Forever” when her VW Golf needed some major repairs. It later became a standing joke between them. She says it should be on his tombstone. They are both weird. … Continue reading Part 37 – Nothing Lasts Forever