Author Archives: Leilani

Let’s see …where to start?  During Christmas break we lost power for about 45 minutes.  The extremely high winds were unbelievable.  Put that with the cool air and it was too much for the country transformers.  My neighbor, without mentioning … Continue reading →

Hope everyone young and old and those in the middle, had a wonderful Christmas Season.  Bill and I would like to wish everyone a blessed and safe 2013.  May your guardian angels travel along side you, may the good memories … Continue reading →

After recovering from a very rough week…I am ready to head into the beautiful season of Christmas.  It will be tough without two of my favorite people in the world but life goes on and they would not want it … Continue reading →

I can not imagine the loss of a child.  I have lost my mother.  But the  thought of losing a child is unbearable.  I will start this blog by saying that in times of grief and suffering you reach for  … Continue reading →

Windy, chilly, and damp.  Finally getting some “holiday” weather.  I mean, Christmas isn’t Christmas unless there is at least a hint of winter weather.  Right?  I think Santa Claus thought so last night when the northerner blew in.  Fulshear winds … Continue reading →

Douglas Fir is a family Christmas Tradition.  He is an 18″ tall artificial Douglas fir Christmas tree that lights up his eyes and mouth when he sings and talks.  And can be extremely annoying.  Especially to Lani.  So Libby, Bill and I … Continue reading →

I do believe that we have all finally lost it.  Thanksgiving morning started with rise and shine at 4:30 AM.  Well, rise…not to sure about the shine part.  Libby and I meet outside to venture to Magoo’s to get the … Continue reading →

As Lani and I were pulling away from the house, I casually said to her “I don’t know about this. Leaving four men alone unattended while we dine with the girls….kinda makes me nervous.”  Lani shot me the “I agree … Continue reading →

All the way to lunch with Bill in tow, I was so excited.  Kinda like when your souffle doesn’t fall or when your dinner is ready in the crock-pot when you get home.  (Erma Bombeck, my heroine, said somewhere in … Continue reading →