Unfortunately, I didn’t get the photograph of the cheese that squirted all over either Dori’s or Dalen’s beer glass.

But I’ve been telling the kids for a few weeks that we should go get a Jucy Lucy (we usually head down to the street to the Chatterbox), so I waited for Dori’s visit to do it. I was astonished that when I mentioned Matt’s, Helena asked if that was the place that has the Jucy Lucys.


Putting Up the Christmas Tree

While I was in the kitchen, Dori was putting the Christmas tree up with the kids. ┬áBy the time she was done, we had little branches on the bottom and large ones on the top, and we had two lines of lights that didn’t work, so the tree was lit at the bottom and the top, but not the middle. It reminded me of when she ran over the Christmas lights with the vacuum cleaner back in Gloversville.

The kids all had their New York City subway shirts on that their grandfather sent them. He’ll remember getting them because it was the first time that he was told that girls shirts and boys shirts are different from each other.


What is it?

“That’s bread.”

I had been asking Helena where her lunch box was for at least a month. She had been using Liam’s or the one that I got from some lost and found since he hasn’t had home lunch since the first day of school.

She finally found it at Dalen’s somewhere, but apparently it wasn’t cleaned out.