I do confess that I enjoy the holiday seasons just like everybody else. One of the main ingredients I enjoy more than anything else is the holiday cuisine. At our house, I must duly confess, it is the best.
The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage is the cooking queen when Continue reading
This is not my first rodeo when it comes to New Years. I have ridden this Bronco so many times I cannot remember how many. Well, I can remember, but I am not going to let that slip. Something to do with a New Year’s Resolution.
Back in the days Continue reading
Memory is a very tricky thing, at least for me it is. Looking back over a year’s span of activity, my memory seems to pick and choose what it remembers. After all, I do not have the brain capacity I once had.
Often some old-timer will moan about how much Continue reading
No time in the year is busier than the Christmas holiday season. Under normal circumstances, it would not be too bad, except for the fact that the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage is in charge.
Not complaining, mind you, but she is in charge 365 days out of the year. Continue reading
In first grade, our teacher asked us to pen a letter to Santa for Christmas.
She asked us, “Name one present you would like Santa to bring you for Christmas.”
Then we were to write a letter to Santa, who, according to her, lived at the North Pole, and tell Continue reading
I’m not sure who come up with this term “Black Friday” but I am definitely not for it. To me, Black Friday is rather devious and I know the only purpose is to get their teeth into my money, which is a sacred area to me.
When it comes to Continue reading
It was a pre-Thanksgiving evening and the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I were enjoying some hot cider tea. Nothing goes down quite as nice as a hot cider tea.
It was rather a quiet evening and I happened to glance over at my wife and saw her staring Continue reading
This past week the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage said to me rather casually, “I guess you know today is November?”
She’s always joking with me and I assumed this was one of her jokes.
“You can’t fool me,” I said quite sarcastically, “I know it’s October.”
With that, she Continue reading