The Bike Too Big: My First Christmas Memory

The Bike Too Big: My First Christmas Memory
I was about five and living in San Rafael, California, with my mother and brother in an expansive mobile home community across the street from what would become Skywalker Ranch. My parents were divorced–separated before I was even born they had always been that way for me. Despite their divorce they maintained a more-than-cordial relationship. ...

Santa Claus Comes to Town

This is the second year that we have made a big deal out of Santa Claus. Last year, on the rez, Santa was an ephemeral figure who lived mostly in our little m’s imagination. This year, though, is different. She’s nearly four. She reads books about Santa and sings songs about Santa and Rudolph and ...

Stuck in a Blizzard with you 1

It’s winter–why would we expect snow fall to hamper our holiday plans? We had a short window to get to Dallas for Christmas this year. M had four total days off, including the weekend, and the high cost of flying put us in the driving mood. Sure, Shiprock to Dallas is about 850 miles, but ...

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!
We are spending the holidays (two full days of it) in Plano with my family. Getting here was an adventure that I’ll write about here next week. The delay is due in part to the fact that our return trip has yet to be made and those 15 hours in the car will be the ...