Karen's Journey

And a video to go with it: You Know It's Love That Makes a Family

It's time for the annual telling of my "Miracle Menorah" story. When I worked at public radio station WAER, in addition to raising the money, finding underwriters, doing all publicity, writing promo and underwriting spots -- sometimes producing them and logging them, and helping out in the news department from time to time, I was in charge of decorating the office for the holidays. Get the tree, trim the tree, be able to answer the Kwanzaa questions my boss threw at me -- "Imani, abaregani, asanti sana" -- and setting up our flimsy and admittedly very cheesy electric menorah. One year I pulled it out, plugged it in, and only seven bulbs lit up. I took out the one that was not working and replaced it with one that was working, but nada. Still no light. So, we had a menorah with seven lights instead of eight. I was a bit busy -- no time to run out and buy a new one, so we dealt with the one we had. It would be no problem initially anyway, since I purposely loo

This was the scene last year at about this time at our house. Tomorrow we're predicted for sunshine and 50+ degrees. I think I'm liking this year's weather better. The one drawback is that T is free on Sundays at our local ski area as long as he's five. He's got about six more weeks on that deal. I was hoping we'd get several outings in before he turned six, but it's a no-go until we get some snow. So I guess either way works. Snow, no snow...either way it's a plus, I guess.