Babies in 2009

Well, friends, you didn’t beat last year’s record of 12 baby boys born, but you did keep busy. This year, our friends produced 10 bouncing babies—5 boys, 5 girls. Next year, there’s already 5 pregnancies announced. The adults are starting to be outnumbered!!! I present to you “the babes of oh nine.” Don’t you think…

Blizzard of 2009

When people ask what I was doing during the blizzard of 2009 (Saturday, Dec. 19), I will have to say at a concert of course. I mean, when the state of NJ gets a whopping 2 feet of snow and high winds, why wouldn’t I be out and about gallivanting? So we put on our…

Ho Ho Who?

December is a busy month for recreation. Tonight, J is judging houses for the Holiday Lights Contest and tomorrow, he is holding his Santa Calling program. Santa Calling is a program Danville did and it was so great, J introduced it here. Parents fill out forms about their kids—ages, what they want (and are getting)…

Old McDonald had a …

I almost forgot to tell you, Internets, about the special town meeting J’s town had on Saturday. No worries. It was not an attempt to vote out the recreation department. We save that for March, you know, when I start shaking in my Uggs*.*Actually, I don’t own Uggs. I owe the knockoff brand Ulu. Anyways,…

Bye bye Marlboro

OMG. This piece of news floored me. I was convinced we might be getting around in Jetson-style vehicles before this happened. Danville restaurants go smoke-free under new law I grew up in a smoky home. In the days when the warnings on smoking were less OBVIOUS, ShortonCoffee would smoke in the car with us. My…

O Christmas Tree

When J and I moved to NH, we donated our fake tree—the one I bought when I was single in 2001—to his senior center. Because we were in NH and married, so we should get a real tree! So that first year, we set out to go buy one, but ShortShorts stopped us. He said…

Tree hugger

I’ve often said that my office window faces the backyard. Well, I’ve had a hard time working this morning because freakin ShortShorts is up in this tree cutting branches. My palms are all sweaty and my heart is racing because I am so afraid for him. Here’s a picture of the holy mother of a…