Don't Laugh. Goofy 19-year-old Maevey....really, my hair wasn't that poufy - I swear! A more dignified Maeve, just a few years later...
[29 Aug 14 - Because there are REPULSIVE PERVERTS out there, I edited this post to reflect the following spelling "p*rn". You see, today a @#$%!*&^ PERVERT found my site by searching: "big sister with younger brother p*rn". UGH!] Long Ago – say, summer 1983, if I remember correctly - I'm minding my own business… Continue reading Another Thing Big Sisters Do For Their Younger Brothers
They don't smile like this anymore. I can forgive a lot, but not this. [Ed. 12 Feb - my dear friends - thank you all for your prayers and kind words of support. I can't begin to express my appreciation and thankfulness. Let me also convey my apologies for causing any undue worry or concern. Things all… Continue reading Fallout
"Maeve, Honey?""Yes Daddy.""You know, it’s OK to think with your heart…""I know.""But you need to think a little with your head, too.""I know Daddy. I’ll try. ""You’re sure you want to marry him?""I’m sure.""Alright then. Let’s get you married.""Love you Daddy.""I love you too Punkin."This is my Father’s favorite picture of him and me. Six… Continue reading Fathers and Daughters
Taking a little trip down memory lane... A really young Maeve (her freshman year at Penn State) (Don't let the U Mass shirt fool you - I'm a die hard Nittany Lions fan!)
These are the cookies I make every year – and they’re also the ones my mother made. I’ll post pictures later on as I bake them, but figured if anyone (Morvena, I’m looking at you LOL) was looking for some tried and true recipes, here they are! Ethel’s Sugar Cookies (the recipe name, not my… Continue reading Maeve’s Childhood Christmas Cookie Recipes
"Tirith wasn't at school today. His brother wasn't either," Paul announced at dinner. Tirith was his best friend, the son of an attaché to the Cambodian Embassy in Paris. His younger brother and Mike were friends, too. "They weren't at school yesterday either." My parents got very quiet. Dinner took on a somewhat strained feeling.… Continue reading A Sophie’s Choice of Sorts