We arrived at La Camisa, a well-worn souvenir shop on Coronado Island, at 9:54am and waited for its doors to open. We experienced an after dinner urge to shop the night before, but missed closing time by 15 minutes. We went to bed dejected – me, because I had to figure out a way to fit another
Tag: family tradition
1987 6:07 pm, the family dinner table… I tried to shrink down in my chair at the dinner table until I disappeared underneath. I knew what was coming. “So, Kelli, what’s the best thing that happened to you today?” My friend looked at me, eyebrows raised, then back at my dad and
Growing up, relatives and friends from near and far would make it a point to visit my family during Christmas. It was probably to visit with me and my three brothers. We were awfully adorable and quite well behaved children. Or it could have been for the endless supply of delectable Italian Christmas cookies. Chocolate chip! Spritz!
We got a new house! It needed a fresh coat of paint, some new wallpaper, and carpeting. And we’ll need to go furniture shopping soon. Looks like our weekends will be busy, but it’s bringing my family together in new ways. And you know what the best part is? It was free! Oh, did I
When I was a kid my dad would always bring me and my 3 siblings to outdoor concerts. No, not kid-focused concerts and not even “cool” concerts – his genre was always bluegrass (a genre I have come to love because of my dad’s influence). We would go camping at Strawberry Park (in CT) every