My Middle Name Is Not Grace

Many moons ago, when LilZ was playing soccer (and hating every minute of it) MrZ had to have a talk with me. He informed me that he didn’t think it was a good idea that I constantly joke about LilZ inheriting his clumsiness or lack of grace from me. “He may have gotten that from […]

My Father

This is the eulogy I read at Dad’s funeral mass. I’ve been wanting to share it with you guys for awhile, but just wasn’t ready to reread it yet. It took everything out of me to read this that sunny day in April. I even tried to back out during the mass by giving my […]

The End Of Dance Week

We finished our week-long trial dance class. I’ll probably sign her up again in the Fall because the classes are only once a week and she likes the outfits, but I’m not sure if this is her thing or not. She really didn’t seem to care too much about learning the dances. More about looking […]

Home Sweet Home

I remember when MrZ told me that he was certain the house I grew up in was smaller than the 1400 sq ft apartment we were living in at the time. I thought he was joking. (I’ve never been good at spatial approximations.) He assured me he was not so I called my Dad and […]