It seems silly to long for the golden age of New Years parties, but I remember them fondly.
This year - quite currently - Berta has prepared meatball marinara with rolls and a nice corn dip for the Frito Scoops. There’s some assorted fruit and Chex mix, too. All this food, it’s a shame nobody came. Not that we invited anyone.
This writing pad is specially lined so that you can draft your next million dollar screenplay with a pen or pencil while on the go, and not a word-processor.
There is a reason why I haven’t posted anything in over a week. Actually there are a few reasons.
Chief among these reasons is the Christmas holiday, of course. I don’t want to make this post a cheap recap of what was a thoroughly agreeable Christmas, so I’ll save the details of the event for another post. But know that it was a good year for the whole holiday. Visits went smoothly, gifts went smoothly, the kids went smoothly… With just a few hiccups that went unnoticed until the whole thing was over, it was pretty darn good.
I guess there are training programs available for parents and no end of books on how to administer discipline of various sorts. I think we have a couple of those books around the house, even one with a title like, “How To Trick Your Kids into Behaving.”
The kids are performing in their own ways these days, and I wonder many things about being a parent, how to get them to behave, how to get them to grow up to be good people, how to refrain from making every moment in life a lesson of some kind.
Ugh, shopping in the rain is awful.
At the bulk club store, I picked up a few much needed supplies for our holiday bash: A veggie tray with dip, a four-pack of Rutger Hauer movies, a bulk box of Chex mix, and a case of Yuengling lager. I didn’t notice that the rain had started until I had left the store without an umbrella.