Months ago Chris and I planned a nice trip to San Luis Obispo. We had been invited to go to Hawaii with the Hosseinis and my parents but we were not very inspired to take three 3 year olds to
Chris’s wonderful grandfather Herman (Hermie) passed away Monday evening. Hermie was the patriarch of the family on Chris’s mom’s side. He and Marshie created a family that now consists of four children, 10 grandchildren and 20 great-grandchildren. Everyone loved Hermie.
We had an injury happen last week, the worst injury sustained by a Woolsey child insofar. It has been so hectic that I am just now getting to write about it. Chris left on Wednesday to visit his grandpa Hermie
I am a self-proclaimed bird whisperer. That’s right, I have saved a few birds in my day. Perhaps it is my calling. I just finished reading Freedom by Jonathon Franzen in which he spends a huge section in the middle of