#tbt: Tales of a Third-Grade Laura

Only the coolest 8-year-olds had Walkmans. And spoiled toddlers, apparently. I don’t know how I thought I was going to pay for one for her on her sixth birthday (two months away at this point). That was obviously a lie to make me look good in front of Mrs. Kleinhans.

ANOTHER magical night

Once upon a time my girls and I had a Girls Night and watched Magic Mike. Another night, we got brave and decided to do crafts and watch the best sequel of all time, Magic Mike XXL. What follows, as before, is the unfiltered commentary overheard (from me by them) during the run of that beautifulContinue reading “ANOTHER magical night”

Bright lights big city

Two seconds into NYC this is our view. Two seconds into NYC for Megan and G, they see Peter Dinklage. (Who was referred to as “The Angry Elf” for the rest of the trip and in any mentions of him despite his other work, including his current awesomeness on Game of Thrones). Oh and speakingContinue reading “Bright lights big city”

Start spreadin’ the news…we’re leavin’…in three weeks.

In a few weeks, my sisters and Chuckie and I will reunite in Boston for the first time since this time, but for a different reason entirely. You see, once upon a time, when Rachel and I were young and thinking our jobs would pay us well enough to do such things – we toldContinue reading “Start spreadin’ the news…we’re leavin’…in three weeks.”

You need to watch Breaking Bad

You might have heard this a lot already. Hell, there’s a pretty good chance you heard it from me. Especially recently. You need to watch Breaking Bad. It’s the best show ever. You can binge watch ’cause the series finale just happened. Also, I never steer people wrong when it comes to television. Seriously. I’veContinue reading “You need to watch Breaking Bad”

BAHSTEN, part III

So where were we, in terms of telling the story of our trip to Boston, mainly in pictures? Colonists? Yeah. This guy. OK, so basically everyone in Boston dresses like that.* Also we went to a tea party.* And met Tom Brady.* *None of those things are true, however, I did have sweet tea atContinue reading “BAHSTEN, part III”

BAHSTEN, part II

If you do nothing else, at all, in Boston, make sure you make a stop at Mike’s Pastry for a cannoli. When we went there, the first night in town, we were in line in front of a couple who had come straight there from the airport. They had their rolling suitcases with them andContinue reading “BAHSTEN, part II”

BAHSTEN, part I

That’s how you say it, with the accent. Or maybe it’s more like BWOAHSTEN. I dunno. I can only do certain words. Like hahbah (harbor), or ahhch (arch) or pissah (pisser). Which reminds me, I only heard like, ONE person with a legit Boston accent when we were there. I’ma need a redo. So inContinue reading “BAHSTEN, part I”

Not even gonna try

There is no possible way I can describe to you all that was my little sister’s wedding a little more than a week ago. August 24, 2012 will go down as one of the best days of my entire life. I don’t think I have ever been happier than I was that day. And IContinue reading “Not even gonna try”

My girls

I’m the oldest of three girls. I without a doubt have Oldest Child Syndrome. I’m bossy, protective and afraid to be a rule-breaker, most of the time. My sisters and I are three and nine years apart, and these past few years we’ve reached ages where it doesn’t feel so far away. Our friends areContinue reading “My girls”