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Saturday, November 3, 1979
Friday, June 19, 1981
Monday, September 28, 1981
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Wednesday, January 25, 1984
Sunday, April 15, 1984
Sunday, June 22, 1986
Sunday, October 16, 1988
Sunday, September 24, 1989
Friday, June 18, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Lynn's Comments: Back to school always meant "back to bed" as the kids bumbled home with everything from flu to pink eye. Mine had to be certifiably sick before I'd let them skip school...none of the "thermometer under the hot water bottle" stuff... I wanted proof. Proof of a certified illness usually came in the form of a shared experience, as we all came down with whatever was going 'round. "The family that's sick together sticks together" and we did...under quarantine.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Lynn's Comments: Katie loved toothpaste and heaven knows we had access to lots of it. One morning, I was making the beds and she was playing in her room. Between the two rooms was our upstairs communal privy - a place which held endless fascination for both kids. What with a tub for water sports and a porcelain receptacle - guaranteed to "disappear" stuff - the bathroom was, hands down, the room of choice for indoor recreation. Above the sink our hard-to-reach medicine cabinet was filled with forbidden fruit and although it wasn't locked, it took some jungle athletics to reach it and a strong pull to get it open.
Believing she was dressing up dolls, I continued to putter until "mom's 6th sense" kicked in. I decided to check on my youngest offspring. Katie, having opened the biff- cabinet drawers like a staircase, had achieved the countertop plateau and was trying to open the medicine cabinet. This wasn't the only thing I discovered. An entire tube of toothpaste had been squeezed onto virtually every surface of the room and she was on a mission to find more.
I removed her from the scene of the grime, called my mom-in-law and spent the rest of the day cleaning out the can. Every cloud has a silver lining, they say - and the good thing about this event was... the bathroom smelled great for weeks afterwards!
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Lynn's Comments: This was written when I actually had palpable skeletal outcroppings. I had hips and shoulder blades and ribs I could strum in the mirror. Today, I'm lucky to be able to feel anything structural through the padding.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Lynn's Comments: When I look at this now, I smile. I was not yet forty, but I could see myself aging. Every wrinkle was worrisome. The tiniest hint of an eye bag sent me looking for creams. We had been married for a few years and I was wearing some pretty tattered nightgowns. I didn't care much about looking good when I went to bed... as long as the face looked good in the morning.
Now that I'm 65, I have given up on the face, but I wear pretty nightgowns--I seem to be doing things in reverse!
Now that I'm 65, I have given up on the face, but I wear pretty nightgowns--I seem to be doing things in reverse!
Sunday, June 21, 2015
Lynn's Comments: Strips like this brought messages of hope and sympathy from moms all over the world. The one criticism I received was, "So, where did Elly find the time to have cookies and tea?"
Sunday October 15, 2017
Sunday September 23, 2018
Lynn's Comments: Stuff that really happened was fun to write about and comforting to share. When this strip appeared, I got mail from folks who said that what happened in our bedroom, happened in theirs, too.