Did you hear the one about the Mom who was ready for Christmas two weeks before the big day? Probably not. This ubermom is as rare a sighting as the Abominable Snowman from the Rankin and Bass classic.
They exist only in fairy tales, but her siren song plays loudly in every small shop and major mall in the country. You hear "Deck the Halls;" we hear "what kind of Mom doesn't have her tree up yet?" You hear "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus;" we hear "if you don't buy those presents, you'll have a miserable tot on your hands come Christmas." Yes, we Moms are a little neurotic. But we have good reason.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
He Taught Me To Love Dogs, and I Loved Him
If you'd told my parents when I was a kid that I'd one day be a person people come to with questions about animal issues in Sullivan County, they'd have told you about the time I got a bloody nose from a dog's tail and refused to let go of the grudge. She won't be a dog person, they would have said, she doesn't even like them.Then came the teen years. And Bingo.
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