Richins

My family has an enemy. Not my cute little family that my wonderful husband and I have created but my side of the family. Maybe that is being too bold. I guess it is mostly my dad that this person doesn't like and goes after but it is sort of my mom and Evelyn and Roberta too. I think it ends up affecting all of us kids too in a way.  I am bias of my dad and think he is a wonderful, fantastic, great guy. He has a huge heart and tries to help people out when ever he can.  He is what I call a "greater good" and "ask for repentance rather than permission" kind of guy. He may bend a few rules or not go by the book completely but what he does is for the greater good. Which has escalated everything to the point it is, and being one who doesn't take kindly to bulling or the like has declared game on. What has happened is that in the process of moving "the cottage" over to Evelyn and Roberta's and my parents living there. They have completely and t...

This wonderful lady turned 70, this weekend.  She can barely get it out with out studdering or sighing. It didn't occur to me till today that we should have had a nice party with friends and what not. That is how things usually work for me though, I think of something great after the fact. We did celebrate the big day with family though. I fixed Navajo tacos for dinner for her and her daughter got her a bundt cake that was shared with everyone. We even made sure we sang and had her put on the "birthday hat,"  that we all get to wear on our days. She also got good advice from Evelyn, who told her,"The seventies aren't so bad, I enjoyed them. It's the eighties you have to look out for. They aren't that fun. Especially this eight eight, it looks much better on a football jersey, rather than your age."