Fandangos by Kathryn Vaughn,posted Feb 18 2014 8:45AM
I am really sorry that people don't enjoy winter. I have so much fun that I think I'd like a vacation in Alaska! When it's warm out, you can't see your breath, the bugs take over and you can't sleep under soft cozy covers like a bear.
In winter, hot coffee is magical. The world beneath the snow is like a glistening fairy land, and you are walking a few inches above the ground on water. A lit fireplace transports … and is so dear if you’re with friends or alone. The ducks and geese sleep on the ice and snow like big feather balls.
When I got to work this past Sunday, a rabbit had walked up to the door. I had just missed him, but its tracks were freshly printed. There are no fandangos to kick off your wheel wells, and don't get me started on all the excellent winter festival things like ice carving, sledding, ice skating …
Fainting by Kathryn Vaughn,posted Feb 5 2014 12:19PM
When I was growing up, getting your ears pierced was something of a right of passage to being an adult. You had to wait until you were 16 years old. Not at all sure why that was, but I think it was.
I had found some cute 14k gold posts and my friend Karen (who was thinking she was as snarky as a doctor) was all set with the needle, alcohol and cotton balls. I had kept an ice cube on each of my ears to freeze them. With the first ear, she just pushed the needle through, put the earring in, mopped up the blood and all was fine. But with the second ear, she pushed the needle through, got up, went into the bathroom and promptly fainted! It didn't hurt me at all, but when she came to, she said the “pop” sound it made coming out the other side of my ear did her in. I think she went on to be some kind of teacher.