Everyone loves the scent of a fresh-cut balsam fir tree. For many people, they only want that aroma in their house in the form of a Bath & Body Works three-wick candle because, unlike real trees, they typically don’t come with spiders, needles, wasp nests, and sticky sap.
Late one night, binging on episodes of The Sopranos way past our bedtimes, Husband hatched an excellent idea: A sofa that could rise to the second floor and dump us in bed with a flip of a switch. Recently, I switched sofas with people. Wish I could have used a similar device.
A 737 takes off or lands somewhere in the world every 1.8 seconds, according to plane manufacturer Boeing. A middle-aged Jennifer boards a plane in the U.S. every 7.5 minutes. That's my guess -- and since I'm middle-aged, named Jennifer, have flown multiple times and have a graduate degree, we'll call it an educated guess.
You scan the familiar room, trying to remember where you hid the plastic eggs last year. The kids are older: Should you make it harder to find them? Should they peek out or be tucked away from view? You learned the hard way not to hide the dyed, boiled eggs after finding a smelly, forgotten one under the sofa mid-summer.
As we returned from a long trip to a Christmas tree farm that turned out to be closed for the season, we couldn’t help but look back at 2017 and think, “Boy, do we need to catch up and drink an adult beverage with you, __________.”
Our family has kept a notebook in or near the kitchen for years to jot down funny and memorable quotes, mostly from the kids. Recently, I flipped through the book and wrote a series of haikus in no particular order based on those quips and conversations.