Monthly Archives: December 2016

Sunday December 4, 2016

My mom always had the sheers drawn. Heaven forbid that anyone should see into the front window of our little house on 5th Street. If we wanted to look out the window, my brother and I would kneel on the couch, press our faces to the glass, and see what we could through the sheers: the white, almost transparent drapery, which smelled of dust and cigarettes. I hated them. As a kid, I thought the curtains should always be open. Surprisingly, when I had a house of my own, I too was determined to have the curtains closed for privacy. This Sunday strip was, again, a true story!

Monday December 12, 2016

This happened. Of course it did. It’s happened to everyone, right? The thing I didn’t tell you about here was that I slipped in the soap, dislocated my knee, and had to be taken away in an ambulance. I was in my nightgown at the time, and the thing I was upset about most was that I had no underwear on. I wasn’t going to be picked up by a couple of men and deposited on a stretcher if I wasn’t wearing underwear! My daughter had to help me, howling and growling, into my stuff before the ambulance came. In the hospital, the doc checked out the dislocated kneecap then popped it back into position with one quick slap of his hand. Nothing to it. Still, it took an entire morning–upsetting all of us and humiliating yours truly…all because someone put the wrong soap in the dishwasher!

Friday December 23, 2016

Some of the funniest strips have no words at all. My son did put Christmas balls on the dog’s ears and this was the result. I see in the second panel that I only drew Elly in part. Strange how the eye fills in the details that aren’t there. In my later work, I meticulously drew everything clearly, and I think I lost this fluid spontaneity.

Sunday December 25, 2016

This is what I do and have always done: I carefully remove wrapping paper from a gift and fold it gently for reuse. I then try to use it as packing material, if possible. I also keep the bows. Good ones I do reuse, especially the ones I make myself. Both my daughter, Katie, and I have a wrapping space in our homes–complete with paper, tape, ribbon and cards. It drives me crazy to see someone scrunching up and discarding a perfectly good bow. I have launched myself across a room to grab a bow before the gift recipient casually crushed it into a ball!

I love gift-wrapping and I prefer to make my own bows. I learned how to do this when I was about 8. Before the introduction of commercially-crafted gift toppers, the making of an attractive bow was an art. At the back of our jewelry store on Lonsdale, we had a gift-wrapping table. My mom did gift wrapping as a courtesy to our customers and she taught me how to make her famous bows. If you’d like to learn how, you can watch my quick video tutorial here.

Friday December 30, 2016

One of the best New Year’s Eves we ever spent was the first year we stayed home with the kids. We had a junk food dinner, watched the celebrations on TV, and went to bed just after midnight. The next time we tried this, the charm had worn off a bit, and after that, we let serendipity take her course. The first time was the best time and something to remember.