Our downstairs tree is finally complete!  It looks pretty much the same as it does every year.  The sun was finally out, so we went for a ...

In December of 1975 our daughters Trica (3 years 8 months old) and Jennifer (3 months old) at our home in Moorhead MN.  Thirty nine years ag...

Rain, sleet and snow.  Most everything is icy now. The roads into town were slick. Traffic was moving slowly and snow plows and sand/sal...

We took some time away from Christmas “stuff” to go to a Basketball Game, a tournament actually.  We got to see Adam play more than once. T...

A long time ago my Mother’s best friend Ann would toil away in the kitchen in the days before Christmas.  Inevitably a tray of cookies would...

Far Guy worked on the downstairs tree one afternoon.  It has lights. No decorations yet…but hey I like the lights!  I am thinking that the...

Slowly but surely we are getting the Shiny Brite tree up. The Shiny Brite tree is assembled.  The top is decorated and then lifted onto th...

Live Writer is not working for me at the moment...all is well except for an error code...who knows what is up with blogger now:(  If and whe...

Every time  grandson Adam visits he checks out the train set upstairs.  The last time he was here he said “Grandpa I am not sure you have ro...

Dragging the tree to it’s spot in the living room, leaving behind a trail of needles and possibly some pine pitch.  (our house) Every cat i...

We caught up with Maddie late in the afternoon the day of the Winter Formal. I saw photos of this sparkly dress earlier when she picked it...