There’s a curse that this particular Jennings girl suffers. Because my sisters are wealthy (and I’ll explain what I mean by that in a bit), the curse hasn’t affected them much as of late. People keep vanishing from my life, and it’s not necessarily within my control. Old loves, new friends and acquaintances, that sort … Continue reading
YAY! It’s that wonderful time in the year again! Well, for kids anyway. Everyone else, not so much. It’s often the same: Women wind up taking over the majority of the preparations, often on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Men wind up (literally) in Christmas lights, unsure as to what’s going on or how … Continue reading
Once again, it’s the most wonderful time of the year. A time in which wallets are completely emptied of cash and credit cards have negative balances. A time in which some of us realize, often too late, that a savings account specifically for Christmas would’ve been a Really Good Idea. I’ve informed most of the … Continue reading
So there’s this silent war right now. I say it’s “silent” simply because it’s personal, and the warring factions don’t want the other to know it’s happening because, again, it’s personal, and feelings would be torn, and other factions would be involved and hurt, and it’s complicated; I can’t have it. I love them all. … Continue reading
First things first: My two year-old nephew’s Christmas present to me was awesome, the best gift a child could ever possibly give to a childless adult with a demented sense of humor. When I first arrived at my (little) sister’s house in New Hampshire, my sister warned me not to go into giggly hysterics if … Continue reading
It’s that time of the year. The time of the year when school is very nearly out, and it’s like all the kids are jacked on sugar cookie-crank. My nephews — I cannot believe I now have FOUR of them. FOUR. I’m beginning to think both my sisters have some kind of secret handshake that … Continue reading
I love shopping for my nephews, especially now that two of them are older and like to have a bit of fun. Every so often though, I need guidance, and not the kind of guidance I receive from their mothers, my sisters. I know what toys will choke, maim, or kill them, so the little … Continue reading
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